In less than three cups of tea, Yang Zhituo's driver followed the first group of people and arrived in front of the Liu Family Medicine Store's warehouse.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley across the street from the warehouse courtyard.
Yang Zhituo opened the corner of the car curtain and took a clear look at the dilapidated courtyard.
It was an old, shabby, small courtyard with dilapidated wooden doors and gray earthen tiles. From the outside, as soon as you enter the courtyard, there is a courtyard wall with rooms on three sides.
There is some distance from the neighboring houses on the left and right, which is particularly suitable for being surrounded and besieged.
"Master, if you want to catch Thief Yin and Thief Wen, you must cut off all their ways of survival." Yang Yong leaned forward and lowered his voice and said, "My subordinates know this area of residence very well. Before Liu Fenghan bought it at a low price, , was once sued by a pair of brothers to the Yamen and asked the county magistrate to settle the matter on the grounds that the share of the inheritance was unclear. At the beginning, the work of measuring and recording in the Yamen fell on this subordinate, a workshop official.
As far as the subordinates know, it is a small house with one entrance. The courtyard gate in front and the walls and roofs on the left and right sides are not very high. With the skills of the thief, it is not difficult at all to jump up with Wen Xiaoyun in a critical moment.
Therefore, there must be enough people to ambush these three sides, and most of the archers will be sent here. As long as there is any movement of fighting inside. Just draw your bow and aim your arrows at various walls. Once the two thieves climb over the wall, they will be shot immediately. "
Yang Zhituo nodded, "That's very good."
Yang Yong stood up and half-hunched his body in the carriage, "My subordinates will do the arrangements for the three archers."
"Well, with your photographic memory, the layout and composition of this courtyard must have been buried in your mind for a long time."
"Don't worry, young master, I will definitely fulfill my mission." After saying this, Yang Yong was about to walk out of the carriage.
Yang Zhituo didn't want to but grabbed him.
Yang Yong suddenly turned around, "Master, what else do you have to explain?"
"I want to kill Qiu Yu with my own hands!" Yang Zhituo stood up and pulled Yang Yong away from the carriage.
When Yang Yong heard this, he immediately became anxious and quickly followed him, grabbing his sleeve tightly, "Sir, a gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall. Even the master of the Huo Sect, who is a master of martial arts, is here. A single-handed person may not be a match for the Yin Thief. You value culture over martial arts. You must not take such a risk."
Yang Zhituo turned around and glared at Yang Yong fiercely, "If you can't even avenge your father, why are you talking about rising up and rebelling? I've been raising you all the time. If you can't even protect me from this risk, what else am I going to do? opposite?!"
After saying that, he suddenly shook off Yang Yong's hand and winked at the Yamen servant outside. Then someone in casual clothes walked forward and knocked on the door of the small courtyard in a swaggering manner.
Seeing that the dissuasion failed, Yang Yong had no choice but to choose the corner of the left courtyard wall to guard Yang Zhituo and stand there.
From there, you can see all the situations at the door, and you can rush in immediately with everyone, and you can also run back to the carriage immediately when you encounter danger.
Then he nodded silently towards Yang Zhituo, signaling Yang Zhituo with his eyes to stand here first.
The bandit ambush troops on both sides also rushed over at this time, and surrounded the small courtyard in two directions.
Yang Yong held up the hem of his clothes and whispered his previous plan to the ambushes on both sides. He returned to Yang Zhituo, holding the short knife at his waist with one hand, always ready to fight to protect his young master.
After everything was ready, the cross-dressing government servant in front knocked on the door of the warehouse courtyard.
"Doctor Liu," the man shouted in a rough voice, "Is Dr. Liu here? I'll bring you the medicinal materials you ordered!"
As the dilapidated wooden door was banged, a young man's voice suddenly came from the yard.
"Doctor Liu is not here, go and look for it on the cabinet in the city."
Yang Zhituo's eyes suddenly froze.
That was exactly the sound of Yin Nuo. He could tell whether it was broken into slag or burned into ashes.
He clutched the handle of the saber tightly, and all the blood in his body rushed against the current.
It's true that you can't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.
Yinnuo, Yinnuo, today is the day you die!
The government servant who knocked on the door looked back at Yang Zhituo, swallowed his saliva and continued: "The medicinal materials are always delivered here. Even if Doctor Liu is not here, the little brother helps open the door, and the old man's trip is not in vain. Trip.
I hope you guys can be considerate. "
