The horse-drawn sledge emerged from the forest, turned and merged into a path parallel to the railway line.
Yang Lao quickly saw that Fei Jingting was calm as usual and did not scare him with any ferocity. He felt relieved a little. He thought that the man and woman sitting behind him might be an expert. They were Huang Xian. They could speak and say kill.
Just kill him without blinking an eye!
At this time, some years had passed since the great immigration in the late Qing Dynasty. Han people entered the Northeast and integrated with the local shamans. The theory of these five immortals also spread.
Hu, Huang, Liu, Bai, Hui, Fox Fairy are the first, and Huang Fairy is the least offended. Huang Pizi is extremely vindictive and has a strong desire for revenge.
Yang Lao quickly saw with his own eyes a relative's child who was covered in yellow leather, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over. Then he grabbed a chicken in the yard and bit it, leaving his mouth full of chicken blood and feathers.
Later, we invited a well-known disciple from the county seat to come and see what was going on. When the disciple asked, Huang Xian said that a relative's child was naughty and would throw stones at it when picking mushrooms in the forest.
The disciple who came out persuaded him kindly and promised three fat chickens, and then sent the vengeful Huang Xian away.
The five great immortals in the Northeast each have their own specialties. For example, Huang Xian is best at charming the mind.
Just like just now, Huang Qiyi used a blind trick, and a huge snow puddle fell into Yang Laoqian's eyes, and the road became flat. Fortunately, Fei Jingting was riding in the car, and anyone else would have fallen into the puddle.
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The train whistle sounded in the distance, and the smoke column could be seen moving slowly across the hills.
Mr. Yang hurriedly said: "The railway has finally started to clear the snow."
Fei Jingting continued: "If the railway line is cleared of snow, won't your old business be in decline?"
Yang Lao rushed and said with a smile: "Sir, you are no longer an amateur. Most of the merchants gathered in Goubangzi are fur traders from the grasslands. They are sent to Goubangzi, go south and north to tan and sell. They have their own carriages and horses.
, there was no need for me in the first place.
But once the trains are running and there are more people, it will be easier for me to do business."
"I see. How much money can you make every month?"
Idleness was idleness. He had just killed Huang Qiqi. The anger in Fei Jingting's heart had dissipated a lot, and he spoke very peacefully.
"It depends on the year. When it's good, it's seven or eight yuan, but when it's bad, it's five or six yuan."
Fei Jingting thought thoughtfully, no wonder many victims are hiding in the slums of Jinmen and are unwilling to return home even if the disaster situation improves.
Mr. Yang rushed to raise a carriage, and his monthly income was only the same as that of a female worker in the Jinmen Cotton Mill. Those farmers who dug in the soil were afraid that their income would be even lower.
While chatting, the locomotive finally turned around from behind the mountain. The old-fashioned steam engine was very slow. It was estimated that the speed could only be more than ten kilometers per hour. A huge shovel was welded to the front of the locomotive, which shoveled the snow along the railway to both sides, forming a line like
Companion of the canyon.
Not long after the snow-clearing locomotive passed by, there was a train dragging a dozen carriages slowly forward.
At this moment, there was a sudden whistle on the hilltop, and in a blink of an eye, a group of people and horses appeared. The first rider held a big flag, banged his sticks in his hand and threw them towards the sky. With a roar, he rushed toward the train below.
Mr. Yang was shocked and said: "No, it's a hairy boy!"
Tiezi, also known as beard, is the name given to bandits in the Northeast.
At this time, there was a jingle circulating: The thieves from Qilu and the thieves from Tianfu are all over Henan Province; the gangsters are flying in the snow in the northeast, and the thieves are in northern Anhui.
Let’s not talk about other things, let’s talk about Zhang Zuolin, the current king of the Northeast. This person was born in a gangster. Zhang Zuolin had been a gangster, so he naturally knew the dangers of a gangster, so he just occupied the entire Northeast with the help of the Japanese last year and turned his head.
When he came, he released his troops and used the hairpins to perform the surgery.
It is a pity that the Northeastern Army has neither a mass base nor that many troops. After a little half a year of turmoil, the thunder was loud and the rain was light.
At this time, the official uniforms could only control the county town, and the vast countryside was left to the rampage of the gangsters. If the gangsters were pressed, they would be recruited as officers and soldiers, and when the news was over, they would recruit people and continue to be the gangsters.
Zhang Zuolin didn't do it, the Japanese didn't do it, and Baldhead didn't do it either. Fei Jingting read an old news, saying that statistics after the founding of the People's Republic of China showed that a total of 2.6 million bandits had been exterminated nationwide, accounting for about
Six thousandths of the total population.
The 2.6 million does not include the bandits in the Northeast, because the Northeast Bureau made it clear in 1948 that the bandits in the entire Northeast have not been wiped out.
Mr. Yang quickly said worriedly: "This... it's okay if Black Mountain is good, but it will be unlucky to encounter Yidaohong. You two, why don't we find a place to take shelter first?"
Montenegro is good. The gangsters who hang around in the surroundings, under the banner of doing justice for heaven, usually don't harm the people. It's hard to say that they are red. This group of gangsters are running around, and they will run to the grassland when the wind blows, and they will break in when the wind comes.
The Northeast continues to be a disaster.
Zhang Zuolin once offered a reward of 10,000 yuan for his head, but no one has received the reward so far.
Fei Jingting had good eyesight, and after a rough calculation, he found that there were more than thirty people in the gang, and everyone had a gun, so they were not easy to mess with. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's get out of the way."
The horse-drawn sledge turned around and found a wind-blown forest to rest. Mr. Yang got off the sledge, loosened the cage of the horse, and got some horse feed for the horse.
Fei Jingting and Zhang Leyao got off the car to stretch their hands and feet. Fei Jingting was curious about how these gangsters robbed the train, so he jumped up a tree and watched from a distance.
Gunshots were heard in the distance, but more than thirty riders were seen divided into two groups. One group besieged the railway guards in the carriage behind the front of the train, while the other group boarded the train directly from the rear.
Fei Jingting probably understood that the troops were divided into two routes, one to attract railway guards, and the other route to go straight to the train to rob. The goal of these gangsters was not to stop the train at all. It seemed that the guards also understood that they would fight for a long time.
One unlucky bullet hit, and the rest of the bullets went to God knows where.
The gangsters had a peace fist fight with the railway guard, and the passengers on the train were naturally unlucky. The gangsters moved very quickly, and in less than ten minutes, a dozen gangsters who got on the train jumped on their horses. One of them was a tough guy.
He was also carrying a struggling woman.
The sound of gunfire gradually subsided, and more than thirty cavalrymen swept up the wind and snow and rushed towards the place where Fei Jingting stopped.
Mr. Yang was frightened. There was only this small forest around him, which was completely bare. There was no place to hide. He couldn't run even if he wanted to. How could a horse-drawn sledge outrun a horse?
More than two hundred meters away, Mr. Yang squinted his eyes and glanced at the big flag, and immediately took a breath: "It's a red sword!"
Fei Jingting asked: "Is Yidaohong very fierce?"
"Yidaohong's men never leave anyone alive. Last year, they slaughtered a village in Liaodong, with more than 300 people. They didn't even spare the children! This man is a wolf cub on the grassland. You two, if you have the ability, hurry up.
Run."
Zhang Leyao asked: "What about you?"
Mr. Yang quickly shook his head and remained silent as he watched the bay-red horse eating horse feed.
If he ran away, the horse would be lost. With the food guy gone, even if Mr. Yang could survive, he would probably be worse off than dead from now on.
Fei Jingting was thoughtful, nodded towards Zhang Leyao, turned around and walked towards the forest.
Zhang Leyao looked as usual and sat on the sledge again.
After a while, more than thirty riders approached. When the man holding the flag first tightened the reins, the horse immediately stood up. With his right hand raised, the thirty riders immediately stopped.
The man blew his nose and looked at Zhang Leyao in amusement: "Hey, I just told you that if you hear magpies screaming when you go out, you must be riding a horse and something good will happen. Look, you can run into Dou Huazi (girl) on the way back."
Someone behind him scolded: "What Dou Huazi? I think she must be Guozhangzi (daughter-in-law)."
The man holding the flag was happy: "I think it works. It's just right to tie it back and give it to me as a seal. Hey, raise your head and let me see... yo, this riding horse is a fairy daughter who has descended to earth!"
At this moment, a white horse carried a short and sturdy man to the front. The man glanced at the man holding the flag, then at Zhang Leyao, and said happily: "Sixth, are you blind when you step on the horse?
Why don’t you even recognize your sister-in-law?”
"Sister-in-law? Sister-in-law isn't... uh." The flag bearer said anxiously: "Brother, you can't say that. You said last time that if you find the right one, you'll give it to me. Why did you change your mind again?"
The short and sturdy man chuckled and drew his saber with his backhand: "Old Liu, do you have any objections?"
Lao Liu looked at the sharp saber and shrank his neck: "No, that's what I said."
The short and sturdy man was all red with a knife. Seeing Lao Liu flinching, Jie Jie gave a strange laugh, turned around and drove his horse to reach Zhang Leyao.
"Little girl, you..."
Zhang Leyao suddenly took action, and the soft sword popped out from the flute. In a flash of light, he cut off Yi Dao Hong's right hand holding the sword. He jumped up with a sword in his backhand, and the soft sword lay between Yi Dao Hong's neck.
"Brother!"
"Those who step on horses, bitches, have to wait twice!"
Things happened too fast. As soon as the gang members cursed and before they could pull out their guns, a figure suddenly appeared in the snow.
The single-edged Qingming Sword in his hand was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it passed between the necks of several pigs. The moment it landed, a sword light slashed out, and the nearby pigs were cut into two pieces.
Yidaohong saw that the situation was wrong and shouted: "They don't want to stay alive, so leave me alone and kill them!"
The other gangsters wanted to aim at Zhang Leyao, but Zhang Leyao was hiding behind Yi Daohong and couldn't aim at all.
Lao Liu took out his pistol and wanted to fire without hesitation, but Zhang Leyao fired a yellow talisman, and the surroundings suddenly became distorted. In the blink of an eye, Lao Liu found that he was the only one left around.
Zhang Leyao used his illusion, and the gangsters around him suddenly fell into an illusion. Fei Jingting's soul was shaken and separated from the illusion. In the air, he killed all the gangsters one by one with a sword in the air.
Zhang Leyao was not merciful. He slashed his sword across the border, and the gangster who had been wreaking havoc outside the customs for a while was instantly disfigured with a red sword.
Fei Jingting wiped the blood on the long sword and began to examine the firearms left on the ground. Zhang Leyao untied the woman who had been kidnapped from the train from the back of a horse.
The woman immediately threw herself into Zhang Leyao's arms and burst into tears.
After some relief, the woman regained her composure. After some discussion, Zhang Leyao decided to send the woman to a nearby town, give her some money, and let her ride home.
Turning around, Fei Jingting had put all the firearms he wanted into the space. When he saw Zhang Leyao walking over, he said, "Don't you think I'm more violent this time?"
Zhang Leyao said softly: "These bandits harm the people, worse than pigs and dogs. Killing them is to eliminate harm for the people."