But this Yinjiagou is not a place with a name. If it weren't for the incident with Shiwei Xiao and his party, many people might have never heard of it.

There are more than a dozen families in the entire village, and the east and west of the village are only dozens of feet. Such a small place is not a dangerous level. Who would pay attention to it except for the traveling merchants?

When Wang Shuo and the other two arrived at Yinjiagou, it was already bright. On the roof of the scattered village houses, there were occasionally smoke from the cooking fires rising from the stove. On the ridges of the fields on both sides of the official road, young men looked at the fields and silently calculated the harvest this year.

Three people dressed in personal soldiers rode horses by the crowd.

Wang Shuo deliberately used a voice that others could hear, "Old Zhao, you said that the magistrate wrote so many letters in a row, why can't he defeat that Guangyi Hou?"

Xie Wenzhan, who was called Lao Zhao by Wang Shuo, glared at Wang Shuo hard: "You can live long by just eating. Have you heard from Master Ma?"

The guest of Zhang's family pretended to be impatient and said, "You have collected the adult's memorial book. It is still hundreds of miles away from the capital. If you don't hurry up, be careful to miss the adult's affairs."

Wang Shuo slapped his hand behind the package: "Everyone is there, I can't lose it."

After saying that, the three of them each added a whip and three horses left.

After about two miles of running, the three of them looked back and thought that the people behind them could not see this place. They all went off the horse, tied the horses to the side of the road, and got into the relatively tall and dense bushes on the side of the road.

Wang Shuo was also in a little trouble without encountering the expected attack. When he went out, the marquis only gave orders. The personal soldiers who pretended to send the memorials went all the way to Yinjiagou. There was something unusual about the investigation along the way. But the marquis never said what to do if Yinjiagou had not met an opponent yet. Could it be that everyone really sent the "Three Character Classic" in the package behind him to the Secretariat? So as soon as the three of them hid, Wang Shuo asked in a low voice: "Mr. Xie, what should we do next?"

Xie Wenzhan listened to the movements on both sides and confirmed that there was no one before replying: "Let's go forward for another mile. If we can't meet again, we will turn our heads and go back to join them, and thoroughly search the radius of ten miles near Yinjiagou. "Xie Wenzhan, who has been in the martial arts group for more than ten years, is also a straightforward person, so he will not care about the falsehood and condemnation of those literati. Since you, Wang Shuo, are willing to ask me, I will think of a way for you.

The servants of the Zhang Magistrate's family knew that they would never interrupt themselves at this moment, but he was a martial artist, and he was really not good at these plots. They didn't ask him, so they would naturally be happy. I will do whatever they said, so why both of them were worried and exhausted their brains?

The next step was settled, and the three of them returned to the official road and rushed forward slowly for about a mile, and then put in a cup of tea. The smoke and dust of the official road were everywhere behind them, obviously the follow-up people followed.

But the three of them waited for a long time, but the team arrived. When they looked again, even the smoke and dust were almost dissipated.

Wang Shuo, who felt something was wrong, jumped up, and in just a few seconds, he reached the top of the ancient tree beside the road.

Even so, Ren Wangshuo looked into the distance, and everyone behind him disappeared without a trace. Just as Wang Shuo was anxious, he suddenly saw smoke and dust in the sky two miles ahead, and the sound of hooves rose again in the distance, so he jumped off the tree with peace of mind: "Come here, come"

The horse ran very fast, the wind whistled in his ears, and the sound of hooves shook the world. Jiang Baochan, who was lying on the horse's back, almost cried. He had been hit by some evil in the morning and wanted to sneak into the team heading to Yinjiagou.

At this moment, my butt, who was used to sitting in the carriage, was already numb, and my hands holding the reins were also hot.

The thighs rubbed blisters, and when they moved slightly, they felt a piercing pain.

The little marquis prayed silently to the gods and Buddhas in the sky. That guy Wang Shuo, find a place to rest for a while!

On a small hill not far from Yinjiagou, a man and a woman stood side by side. The man looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, and his hands were loosened and loose, and he held it again and again: "Junior sister, kill this group of people and delay it for another three or two days, and your wish will be fulfilled."

The woman in red listened quietly, with a weak expression: "That was the wish of the senior brother, and the wish of the adult. But it was not my wish."

The man in gray frowned slightly: "Junior sister, if this matter is settled, you and I will completely avenge their bloody revenge."

The woman in red smiled coldly: "The senior brother really wants to take revenge, but he has to kill that adult."

The man in gray looked dark: "Junior sister!"

The woman in red turned her head and looked at the person who had protected her for almost ten years: "Can I be wrong?"

Unreasonable! The man in gray ignored her and turned around and went down the mountain along the path.

Senior brother, you don’t know what I want after all.
Chapter completed!