A big red lantern rose to the two corners of the yard gate. In the dim red light, the donkey cart from afar slowly stopped in front of two stone lions, and the two people in the martial arts holding swords were looking over.

As he asked "Who?", Geng Qing got off the car, walked into the lantern range, and walked on the stone steps with a smile and raised his hands towards the two of them.

"I hope to inform the leader of your gang and say Geng Qing will visit you."

The two looked at him, looked at the name a little familiar, and looked at the young man in the replenishment clothes in front of him for a few words, leaving a sentence: "Wait here." Then they turned around and went in to report. Soon, a familiar burly figure came back with the gang members who reported the news. When they saw Geng Qing at the door, they laughed and greeted him.

"Why are you here? Come in, the gang leader is not working yet."

"That's a coincidence." Geng Qing did not hurry to go in with him, but pointed to the donkey cart. "Brother Dou, there are gifts for the leader of the Gao family in the car, so I can't move them."

"Are you still bringing a gift?"

Dou Wei glanced at the smiling young man in confusion, and walked out of the yard to go to the car. Two large wooden boxes, exquisitely made of copper-yellow paint, which was simple and elegant.

"You must be a good thing. Come and help bring the gifts in." As he said that, he reached out and invited Geng Qing to go in. There were many flower gardens in the courtyard, few pavilions and pavilions, and the empty place was a square paved by Baiyan. Several weapons frames, stone locks and other tools for practicing martial arts were erected.

The gang members patrolling around walked past the neighborhood with lanterns, gongs, drums, and weapons. Occasionally, they saw Dou Wei leading the way, turned their eyes away and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After passing through the gravel-paved avenue in the flowerbed, he extended a three-story wooden building in front of him, with lanterns hanging under the eaves. Gao Sheng had already received a notice. The big horse's golden sword sat in the first place, staring at the hot tea cup beside his hand, wondering what the other party came to do at this time.

"Gangmaster."

From a distance, before Dou Weiren walked into the door, he heard a loud voice, "Brother Geng is here." Another vague sentence: "The leader of the gang is inside, you can go in by yourself."

Geng Qing nodded, pinched his cuffs and patted his robe, then stepped into the threshold and bowed.

"Geng Qing has met the gang leader."

"No need to be polite."

Gao Sheng was still satisfied with the young man in front of him, and knew how to adapt and had urgent wisdom. It was even more rare that they could go together. He raised his hand and served the maid and took the tea. He ordered his confidant who was standing beside him to go to the back hall to hold a banquet, turned his sight back, and reached out to invite Geng Qing to sit down.

"Sit down first, and stay and have a meal with me later."

Geng Qing bowed and sat politely to one side. The other party didn't ask what he was doing, so he had to say first. Yu Guangli was steaming in the tea. As soon as he sat down, he stood up and bowed, "Gangmaster, I came here tonight to thank the 20% bonus of the mine. I specially prepared a small gift."

"Um?"

Gao Sheng's eyes passed over the young man, looked at the four gang members outside the door, raised their sleeves and waved them, and asked the four of them to carry two wooden boxes in, and they landed dullly with two bangs.

"The leader of the Gao Gang also knew that the young man opened a blacksmith shop in the city. He had some experience in forging. He knew that the leader of the gang and the commander of the Gao County were both martial arts practitioners. Not only did he say that his martial arts skills were great, but he was good at swordsmanship. So he bought the best ore with the blacksmith in the shop and cast these two weapons."

As he said that, Geng Qing opened the wooden cover and removed the silk covered on it. Inside were two thick blades, more than four feet long. The back of the knife was dark and dark, and the tip was as bright as white snow.

On the other side, Gao Sheng was a martial artist, and he couldn't put down his weapons. He immediately stood up and walked over quickly, grabbed the handle of the knife and lifted it up. It was quite heavy, weighing about dozens of pounds.

"Good knife..."

When he stroked his fingertips, it was the shape of the lion beast opening his mouth and sucking the blade, which was very majestic. The tip of the cold magic light was touched by some wax. He couldn't help but smile, and knew in his heart that this was specially applied by Geng Qing to make the sword shine.

He didn't even point it out, after all, the appearance of this knife is very suitable for him.

After a closer look, with the handwriting of the "Mad Lion", the handle of the knife and his name, he clenched the hilt and waved it in the hall. The heavy blade body rubbed through the air, and the sound of the wind whistled. Each split was scattered with great force. The tip of the knife accidentally touched the armrest of the chair, and with a bang, the entire wooden chair was smashed into pieces.

Buzz ~~

The tip of the knife was hanging obliquely from the ground, and there was a buzzing sound. Gao Sheng exhaled and looked at the broken chair. The blade turned with a high spirit, crossing the chest, as if gently brushing by his lover.

"Good knife, good knife! If there is a good forging of fine iron, it would be great."

Geng Qing carefully came in from outside, bypassed the broken chairs on the ground, and went forward to congratulate: "As long as you like, the little one will search for fine iron everywhere and create a better one again."

For those who practice martial arts, weapons such as swords are rarely resistant, and the shape is so special. They can be said to be unique. Whether it is practical or not, it is powerful enough to take them out, so people dare not underestimate them.

"Let's talk about it later."

Gao Sheng held the Crazy Lion Sword and didn't even look away. Then, he looked at another one. Except for the position of the head turned into a tiger head and the name said Gao Jun, he nodded in appreciation, put the knife Baoer in the wooden box and put it in the wooden box, and handed it to his confidant to take it to his room, and invited Geng Qing to go to the back hall for dinner.

The fire swayed slightly, and the maid brought the lampshade and went up. Seven or eight beautiful maids in long skirts at the door held the dishes in long rows of warm red lights, and placed the dishes on the plate on the table.

As soon as the two of them sat down, dark red wine had already been poured into their glasses. Geng Qing looked at the color and leaned over and smelled it. Isn’t this wine?

"This is a Western Regional wine that someone asked someone to get from Chang'an. I am reluctant to leave it on weekdays, so I made an exception to open a pot tonight." Gao Sheng was very happy because he got such a weapon. He pulled Geng Qing and said a lot, and asked about the business.

For a moment, when the meal was filled with wine, Geng Qing picked up the wine glass and clinked him.

"Actually, trading can be seen everywhere on weekdays. Some people may turn over because of a fish. Just pay more attention to your side. But no matter how many trading, we cannot do it all. We must keep some for others to do it. Otherwise, if all of them are in the gang leader's pocket, will there be no one in the market with money? By then, the gang leader will make less and less money."

After saying a smile, he toasted the other party and drank it all first. Geng Qing couldn't stand the taste of wine, especially the wines these days, which made him feel even more scented.

"Well... what you said seems to make some sense. If the worm is dry, the fish will be exhausted." Gao Sheng smiled and put down the wine glass. The truth will be understood at that time. "There are all a group of martial arts around him. With people as smart and skillful as you, it can really save you a lot of worry."

Opposite, Geng Qing took the wine pot from the maid and skillfully poured it for Gao Sheng.

"I'm just a little clever. If you really want to talk about it, I still envy the heroes of Guijiao Gang. When encountering danger, I can kill him with my skills. It seems so bold and refreshing. Unlike the young man, who has no power to tie a chicken, I can only kneel down and beg for mercy."

The few gang members who were guarding their mouths curled up and couldn't help but thrust their chests, and they had a good impression of the thin and weak young man inside.

Ha ha!

In the room, Gao Sheng nodded with his head while stroking his strong beard when he smiled at the young man. After a few more cups, his conversation became stronger and stronger. With the invisible flattery, even if he was not drunk, he was a little drunk and his name changed unknowingly.

"My brother, let me talk to you, I'm so comfortable. I'll just meet you earlier."

"Haha... I didn't know what I said at that time. I was confused and got a serious illness to cure. This happened to happen. Brother Dou was just in a hurry to stop the streets."

Gao Sheng naturally knew about that incident. He was adding fuel to Geng Qing's mouth and speaking it in an interesting tone, which made him laugh.

"Actually, if I had learned it earlier, I might have met two brothers earlier. I wouldn't have used so many poor days."

Bang!

The wide palm suddenly slapped the table. Geng Qing stopped talking. Gao Sheng stood up, his face was slightly red with a little alcoholic flushed. He pushed open the door and called the guard at the door.

"Go to the yard to set up a tribute table and incense burner."

Looking back at the shocked young man, he waved his sleeves and asked him to come out, "Since you and I have a relationship, the children in the world don't have to be so mother-in-law and mother. Come and worship me as my brothers of life and death!"

"Gangmaster...whether this can be done."

Geng Qing waved his hand and pushed him, and was unable to do anything to the other party's strength. He dragged and pulled it into the yard. He saw the gang members put the tribute table and placed the incense burner to offer sacrifices. A big rooster was cut off from his head and the blood was poured on the spread of yellow paper.

Gao Sheng took the drink, touched the sleeves, but touched the person next to him and asked the knife to come over. Geng Qing hurried forward, "Gangmaster, that knife... is too big, I was so furious that I saw it. There is a here."

As he said that, he touched his chest with his hands and feet and took out a dagger from his arms. Gao Sheng on the other side did not move, but just looked at the dagger he pulled out and frowned slightly. Before he could think about it carefully, the next moment, Geng Qing took the wine bowl from him first.

"Stay yourself, I didn't expect that it would be useful today."

The dagger pulled out the sheath, pressed it off the palm of his palm, closed his eyes and tilted his face away, gritted his teeth and grinned in pain, and dropped the blood flowing out into the bowl containing the wine.

On the side, Gao Sheng, who was frowning, smiled without saying a word. He grabbed the dagger from his hand, pressed the palm and pulled it hard, half a finger-long wound, and then dripped blood into the bowl.

"Come on, you and I will get along today, and we will be able to stand up with each other in the future and live and die together!" Gao Sheng held up the wine bowl in his bloody hand and drank it.

"From the future, we will live and die together!"

Geng Qing looked solemn, took the wine bowl and took a big sip, put down the bowl, bowed heavily, said: "Brother, pay homage to brother!"

The two looked at each other for a moment and laughed out loud together. Gao Sheng asked someone to take the medicine and bandage to stop the bleeding. "Don't leave tonight. Even if you spend the night with your brother's house, you will give a small gift to your brother."

He tilted his head, and the confidant in the hall had understood it before and made a gesture of inviting Geng Qing.

"Mr. Geng, please come here."

"Brother, this is..."

"Don't worry, you're afraid that your brother will harm you, follow him."

Looking at Geng Qing's appearance of being tied, he still smiled and bandaged his palms. As soon as he walked away, his smile was calm.

He hooked his finger and called a subordinate, "Send someone to tell me your brother that Geng Qing can already use it."

.........

In the direction of leaving, the young man walking in front of him pulled the dagger and gently wiped away the blood stains on the bandage with his left hand. A crescent door across the country was shining in the lanterns at the corner of the eaves.

There was still half of rust on the edge of the wipe.

‘Brothers of life and death, there must be one dead one.’
Chapter completed!