The official road at night was quiet and even the footsteps were loud. The moonlight was good, and the official road was wide and flat, so the two people who were rushing to the night were very anxious. It was not because of an urgent matter, but because they missed the accommodation. The two guys complained to each other and walked forward. The big one was also big, and soon they dropped the shorter one far away, muttering, but they still stopped and waited.

Then he walked for a while and shook the short man away, muttering, but he would still wait.

These two people seem to be not thirsty, talking all the way, not chatting seriously, but ridicule each other. If someone listens all the way, they may think that they should have an irreconcilable grudge. They are very restrained before they can kill each other.

However, in fact, the two of them had a quarrel of more than twenty miles because the tall one snatched the short one half egg while eating, and the egg was bought and left on the road when they stopped to eat last time.

"The saint said that those who do not know politeness are not only selfish and dark, but also said that those who take possession of other people's things should be careful, because they are potential criminals."

The shorter man said as he walked, "Why should you eat half of my egg?"

The tall one ignored him, walked out for a while and found that the guy was thrown away again, so he had to stop and wait. When the short one came up, the tall one handed the short one to the kettle. The short one drank half of the pot in one breath, and then continued to murmur: "Is that a half egg? If placed in the wilderness and in the desert, you eat half of my egg, which may cause me to die, so you are murder, murder is a death penalty."

The taller ones may have been tired of being noisy before, so they strode forward, while the shorter ones are very fast, but they just can't keep up with the other's big strides.

Finally, the shorter one should have no strength and sat down on the side of the road: "I won't leave."

The strong man who was several feet away in front of him turned around helplessly and walked back and stretched out his hand: "I'll help you go."

The shorter man glared at him: "Why eat half of my egg?"

The strong man sighed and took out an egg from his clothes and handed it to the shorter one: "Eat it, eat it, and then leave. After missing the previous stay, we can only find a place to stay in Shiwulipu outside Chang'an. At this time, there may not be anyone else who has not been sleeping even if he stays."

"Where did you get the eggs?"

A shorter asked.

The tall one squatted down, shook the kettle, and half a pot of water. He only took a sip and moistened his throat, glared at the shorter one and said, "This is my one during the meal. I didn't eat it. I thought you always shouted hungry halfway, so I left it for you."

The shorter guy was moved, took the egg and asked, "Then why did you eat half of my egg?"

The tall man ignored him again.

The shorter peeled the egg and broke it halfway it and handed it to the taller one: "Your."

The tall man shook his head: "You eat."

The shorter snorted: "If you don't eat, throw it away."

The tall man showed a helpless expression again, took half an egg and ate it. He handed the kettle to the shorter again. The shorter opened his hanging backpack, flipped it out, and took out an iron wine pot and handed it to the taller.

The tall man was stunned: "You always say that the things you carry are heavy, and you brought such a big pot of wine? Yesterday you said you wanted to go there, could you go and buy wine secretly?"

"Do you drink?"

The shorter glared at the taller one.

The tall man chuckled, but he took a sip of the wine pot and smashed his mouth, making him feel happy.

The shorter one took the kettle and poured it into a sip of water. It was also a good thing

Honey.

"Didn't you say you remember the road?"

The shorter man started to complain after drinking the water: "If you remember the road, can you still miss the accommodation?"

The tall man snorted: "Blame me? I'm going to walk on the road and live in Guanyi along the way. Who would have to walk around and see the prosperity of the world? If you didn't have to go fishing in the river today, then fall into the water and wash away, it would be two miles away, so we wouldn't have missed it."

The short man sighed, "Don't you just want to get some wine and food for you?"

The tall man stopped talking.

He stood up and said, "It's time for us to leave."

The shorter one reached out: "Pull me up."

The tall one didn't reach out, and the short one stood up with his clothes: "I'm a fifth-rank marching consultant who asked you to pull me, but you didn't even give me this little face?"

The tall man curled his lips: "I am a fifth-ranked person."

The short one was dissatisfied: "I am a famous family, and my ancestors are the number one idle person in the world."

The tall one whispered again: "I'm still the most ruthless person in Liaobei."

The two of them continued to rush along while quarreling. As they walked, the taller one fell far away. At this moment, they suddenly heard a muffled groan, the sound was not loud, but the tall one keenly noticed something was wrong and turned around immediately.

I happened to see the short man being pulled into the roadside ditch with someone tied his neck. The man in black was extremely strong, and the short man was strangled and couldn't even shout.

The tall man's face changed and he rushed back with big strides.

As soon as he rushed back, several men in black rushed out of the ditch on the side of the road. The knife in his hand reflected a cold light under the moonlight. The man in front stabbed him with a knife. The tall man snorted coldly, stretched his hand forward and grabbed the wrist of the man in black. He twisted and folded, and then cracked the man in black and broke his wrist. The tall man snatched the knife and stabbed it into the heart of the man in black.

The next breath, the tall man grabbed the neck of the second man in black with one hand and raised him and swung him horizontally. The arm's strength was so terrifying that it made his scalp numb. The man in black who was strangled his neck was actually swung his head downwards and his feet were raised, which showed how cruel the force of the one arm was exerted.

The tall man let go of his hand, and the man in black fell down. When the man fell halfway down, the taller big hand grabbed the man in black's leg and poked it down. With a bang, the man in black's head was almost poked into his chest.

The man in black behind came up with a knife. Before he could raise the knife, the tall palm-like big hand swung out and slapped the man in black in the face. The big slap in the face directly flew out, and his neck should have been broken.

He killed three people in a row, and the tall man accelerated his pace. He rushed into the ditch on the side of the road and found that the short man had fallen to the ground and stopped moving. In an instant, the tall man's eyes turned bloody.

He was about to chase after him, and as soon as he stepped on his trouser legs, he was pulled by someone. When he lowered his head, he saw the short one coughing and grabbed his trouser legs: "Stop chasing, scare away."

The tall one helped the short one up, and with the moonlight, you could see that a red mark was streaked around the short one's neck.

"How come there are bad people outside Chang'an City?"

"I just heard him ask me to hand over the Luyan voucher, and the speaker had a strange accent."

The shorter man rubbed his neck: "What are you doing to grab the road?"

"I want to enter Chang'an."

The tall man's face became solemn: "I'm afraid it's not Ning Ren."

The shorter man was stunned for a moment and reacted: "I heard about several murders all the way back. The deceased were looted and could not even confirm his identity."

The tall man said, "It should be a group of people."

He helped the shorter one: "Can you leave?"

The shorter pointed to his neck: "It hurts, I can't leave, I have to carry it."

The tall one leaned over: "Go up

Come."

The shorter chuckled, jumped up, the taller one walked forward with the shorter one on his back, and after walking for a while, he suddenly realized: "What's wrong with your neck hurting?"

The short man was proud and was about to speak when a group of people rushed out of the roadside to surround them. Under the moon, the sword light was still cold.

The shorter one was about to come down, but the taller one said in a deep voice: "I hugged me and closed my eyes when I rushed out. I have long said that you are useless and are a scholar. I asked you to practice more kung fu, but you didn't listen."

The shorter said, "Why can I practice kung fu with you? If you can't handle it, what kind of kung fu I practiced is effective?"

It seems to make some sense.

The tall man took a deep breath and said loudly: "I am General Yongyi, the fifth-ranked Daning War Soldier. Stop me, do you know what the crime is?"

He was still holding the knife of the man in black just now, and everyone around him stared at his knife.

"Sumihiko?"

At this moment, someone shouted from behind the crowd, and the tall man was stunned: "Who are you?"

The people behind came across the crowd: "Gule."

Sumihiko immediately laughed: "Why are you here?"

Gu Le looked at Sumiyan, and then looked at Li Buxian behind Sumiyan.

"This is you two"

As soon as Sumihiro let go, Li Buxian threw himself on the ground with a thud.

Sumiyan said: "Just just met a group of gangs of gangs blocking the road. I killed three of them. Li Buxian was beaten and couldn't walk. I was carrying him outside the city. Are you just trying to catch those gangs of gangs?"

Gu Le nodded: "I have been ambushing outside the city for several days. I didn't expect that you would be blocking me? Aren't you under General Meng, a swordsman in Dongjiang? Why did you go back to Chang'an?"

Sumiyan explained: "After the Northern Frontier War, General Meng knew that General Shen's men had been dispatched and even had a right-hand assistant, so he wanted me to go to General Shen's account to obey orders, but the Ministry of War's approval document was waiting for several months before he arrived."

Gu Le pointed at Li Buxian: "The past two people carried Lord Li back."

Li Buxian shook his head quickly: "No, no, I can walk or walk. I just don't want to walk, so I let the big guy carry me for a while."

Sumiyan snorted and kicked Li Buxian's outside of the thigh. Li Buxian fell to the ground with a sore cry.

Sumihiko said seriously: "Now he can't walk the way."

Li Buxian: "Damn you uncle"

Sumihiko: "Note that you are reading books of sages and cannot speak dirty words."

Li Buxian: "Dunlun's uncle!"

Gu Le sighed: "Scholars are scholars, and they are tactful."

The group returned to Shiwulitu. The people from Tingwei Mansion lived here in an idle room of a farmer. There were at least dozens of people. Gu Le was going to the Donghai Navy, but he was naturally not in a hurry if Shen Leng didn't go to Dongjiang. Shen Leng was helping Tingwei Mansion to investigate the case of Sang people, so he followed Shen Leng to do things.

Several murder cases occurred outside Chang'an City, all of which were killed by night. The deceased were looted and could not determine their identity. Tingwei's mansion confirmed that the murderer should be from Sang. They could not enter Chang'an without an identity certificate, so Gu Le led a team of people to patrol the official road outside Chang'an City for several days.

Gu Le looked at Li Buxian: "Is it okay?"

Li Buxian sighed: "Don't bother with that reckless man!"

Sumiyan snorted and looked at Gu Le: "You said you were from Sang just now?"

Gu Le nodded: "It should be."
Chapter completed!