Many carriages walked along the Tongtian River for another two hours. Wei Jing became even more tired and still stared at the wretched man who was resting with his eyes closed from time to time.
"Hey, everyone, we're here!" the big driver shouted. A few buildings ahead, there was another large carriage station. There were also several carriages parked on the roadside outside the station. There were also ten carriages in the awnings inside the station. Several carriage horses are provided to replace multiple carriages.
All the passengers stretched themselves and packed their luggage.
"Brother, do you want some candy?" The old woman calmly reached out and rummaged through her bag. The multi-carriage finally stopped, and the passengers stood up one after another.
The old woman grabbed a handful of candy and handed it to Wei Jing, who looked directly at the wretched man with wide eyes.
The wretched man also stretched greatly and was the first to get out of the car.
Wei Jing was startled. It turned out that he was just overthinking it. The man didn't have any intentions. Maybe he just saw a lot of banknotes and wanted to take a second look at them.
Aunt Tiji was crowded around, and Wei Jing was tired and listless. Just as he was about to reach out to pick up the candy, he felt a twitching sensation in his back.
It was the fat and powerful uncle behind him who lifted the baggage with four swords on his back. Wei Jing felt that his body was also rising into the air. It turned out that he had knotted the bundle with a knot and tied it tightly to his body. Unless the knot was cut, he would not be able to take away the bundle with brute force.
"What are you doing?" Wei Jing screamed. Before he could turn around, the chicken lifter actually threw the chicken in her hand into the sky. The originally dead chicken suddenly started squawking and scurrying around.
The hand of the old woman handing out the candy was still stretched out, but before she had time to react, the hand of the chicken-carrying lady had already taken the bundle out of the old woman's arms.
Wei Jing saw that the chicken-raising aunt was extremely agile. This was not due to the agility of a kung fu master, but because practice makes perfect after practicing thousands of times. This chicken-raising aunt was a habitual thief.
The fat man behind him let out a strange scream and let go of his hand. Wei Jing fell to the ground, grabbed the big man's wrist with his backhand, pulled and pushed hard, using a grappling technique. The figure of the big man was not as strong as Wei Jing's. He couldn't be pushed down, but now he had a black steel knife stuck in his leg. He screamed in pain. As Wei Jing pushed and pulled him, he fell towards the driver's seat of the cart. Wei Jing also pulled out the knife stuck in the big man's leg. Eight hands.
Aunt Tiji carried the old woman's baggage but did not run away. Instead, she threw it outside the awning of the multi-carriage. Waiting outside was the wretched man, who turned out to be a trio of habitual thieves.
"You finally showed up!" Wei Jing screamed strangely and threw himself out of the tent. The wretched man had already caught the bundle safely, but Wei Jing suddenly jumped out and threw him to the ground. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his leg. , Ah Xi jumped out at some point and joined the battle.
Wei Jing pressed the wretched man to the ground and punched him twice. The man, who was stronger than Wei Jing, also punched him twice, causing Wei Jing's nose to bleed. At the same time, he pinched Wei Jing's neck and tried to force him to do so. Push him away.
"Wow!" The wretched man suddenly howled. His arms and sleeves were torn to pieces, and the skin was torn and dripping with blood. It was Wei Jing who took out a fork with his eight hands. When the wretched man held his neck and pushed him away, he was also the man. draw straight down the arm.
Since the fork was also made of black steel and was extremely strong, the wound on the man's arm was torn open and bleeding.
"Ugh!" Wei Jing himself was frightened by the large wound. He had never seen so much blood, and he never expected that the damage caused by the black steel fork scratching the man's arm would be so horrific.
Wei Jing jumped up quickly and was at a loss when the wretched man struggled to his feet, threw A Xi away in agony, and ran away howling.
"Ah Xi, stop chasing her!" Wei Jing called to Ah Xi, and seeing the blood and skin flakes still hanging on the eight-hand fork, he quickly grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and wiped away the blood.
"Ah!" Wei Jing remembered that there were two other thieves around the old woman, and they must be in danger. He quickly picked up the baggage on the ground. He didn't have time to collect the banknotes and candied fruit candy scattered on the ground, so he went around to the back door of the carriage.
I saw that Aunt Tiji and the fat and strong man had fled far away, and they looked back from time to time, as if they were frightened by ghosts. Wei Jing was feeling strange when the old woman got out of the car calmly. Wei Jing also handed the baggage back to the old woman and turned around to pick up the banknotes scattered on the floor.
The old woman smiled kindly and said, "My little brother is very nice! Help me, an old woman, to fight off the bad guys. But you forgot to take care of yourself!"
Wei Jing still didn't know what he meant. When he saw the old woman pointing at his back, he quickly stretched out his hand to touch it. He felt that there was a big hole in the long bundle containing four swords. Only three swords were left. Wei Jing was frightened. His face turned pale, and he hurriedly untied the knot on the baggage to check it carefully.
"What a mess!" The big driver cursed and cleaned up the mess.
"That fat uncle! Oops... he must have cut it with a knife..." Wei Jing was so panicked that he couldn't even speak clearly. He opened the bag and saw that there were only three swords left. The flexible and sharp green iron sword had already been Disappeared without a trace, so anxious that tears were shed.
"Don't cry, don't cry!" The old woman came over in three steps and raised one hand, holding the green iron sword.
Wei Jing was overjoyed and took it quickly. When he saw that the seal on the scabbard was torn, he simply pulled out the sword, only three inches. He saw that the sword was cold and it was the green iron sword made by his father Wei Wen.
Wei Jing quickly put away his sword and knelt down to kowtow to the old woman.
"Don't panic! I saw the sword on your back fell on the car during the fight, so I picked it up for you. It's not that great. Little brother, I don't see that you know Kung Fu. Who did you learn it from?" The woman murmured and asked.
Wei Jing tied the bundle of hidden swords on his back again and replied, "My mother taught me."
The old woman chuckled: "Then your mother is really good at kung fu and taught her well!"
Wei Jing smiled and said: "My mother passed away when I was a child, and that is what she taught me. I heard that she was also a powerful swordsman, but I can't remember her appearance clearly. I only remember that she was a powerful swordsman when I was very young. When we were young, she taught me some swordsmanship and self-defense skills. Even now, I practice them every three to five days when I have free time, so I have never forgotten them. This was the first time I used them on a real villain. It scared me to death. .”
Wei Jing said as he picked up the banknotes scattered on the floor for the old woman and returned them to the old woman.
"Thank you, kind boy, I'll give you a candy to eat." The old woman chuckled, took out a few candied fruit candies that hadn't fallen out from the bag, handed them to Wei Jing, and then ate two or three of them herself. , then turned and left.
Wei Jing patted his clothes and pants, and with the bundled baggage on his back, he took out a few pieces of dry food round cakes and a jug of water from another baggage, took Ah Xi to the alley, and ate them with candied fruits. He stood up and looked at the tall and dense buildings that would never appear in Xiaoyuan Village.
After eating the dry food, he continued on his way.
