It has been almost a month since Zhang Yange took away Lao Hu's money bag. During this period of time, Lao Hu would ask about Hua Hua Tuo's fungus.
The only information available is that he trampled someone to death while riding a horse.
Whose concubine did he steal again?
Anyway, Lao Hu never heard the news of Huahuatuimu'er's death that he was looking forward to.
Sometimes Lao Hu comforted himself, maybe Zhang Yange had figured it out on his own and was waiting for him to come back after learning martial arts before taking the head from the neck of the colorful fungus.
But when he thought of his last look, he felt that this possibility was slim. Unless the young man died, Huahuatuo Fungus must die.
"Lao Hu, what are you doing asking about Huahua's news lately? Are we taking any action?" The person who spoke was a kind-hearted fat man.
He is the boss of Tai Feng Tower, of course this is his apparent identity. Naturally, his true identity is also from Ruijinqi.
"Nothing has been done." Old Hu said angrily while smoking his pipe.
"You guy! Why are you asking for news about Huahua's fungus every day if you don't do anything? Do you want to avenge Gaoshan and assassinate Huahua?" Pang Yue asked in a low voice.
"Shit! I haven't lived enough yet." Old Hu drooped his eyelids and said, "Give me another bottle of wine."
"What the hell! You old guy just slaps your butt and leaves every time after drinking, never paying the bill!" Pang Yue felt that Lao Hu had something on his mind these past few days, but he didn't tell the old guy when he asked.
I thought it was because of Gao Shan's death, but now it seems not.
"Little Fatty, if you wanted to kill the flowers and take off the fungus, what would you do?" Lao Hu finally couldn't help but ask.
"You still say no!" Pang Yue looked around and said anxiously. "Old Hu, there are many experts around Hua Hua Tuo Fungus. Don't do anything stupid!"
"I'm just talking casually. For example, if you are a fourteen-year-old boy, how do you kill flowers and take off the fungus?" Lao Hu asked while puffing on his cigarette.
"Then King Ming, can you let me be born with divine power and give me countless magical powers!" Pang Yue was also idle and talked nonsense with him.
"I'm talking to you about business!" Lao Hu said dissatisfied.
"A fourteen-year-old boy? Assassinate Huahua Tuomu'er!" Pang Yue said with a sneer. "It's easy to assassinate Huahua Tuomu'er. Every three or four days, Huahua Tuomu'er will ride on the street. He always likes to leave his guards behind."
behind.
That was the best time to kill him, but a fourteen-year-old boy couldn't do it."
While they were chatting, the sound of horse hooves sounded.
"Look, Huahua is on the street again. It's the most appropriate time to kill him! But what about after the killing? If he dies, the entire Xiangyang City will be sealed off, unless you have the heart to die with him." Pang Yue said bitterly.
Any conscientious Han Chinese would like to see this flower fall off his horse and die.
"Old Hu, if it's true what you said. There is a fourteen-year-old boy, by the way, as long as someone kills Hua Hua Tuo Fungus, I, Pang Yue, will call him ancestor!" Pang Yue finally gave Lao Hu a bottle of wine.
Come on!
The horse's whine sounded, and then there was a howl.
Pang Yue and Lao Hu looked at each other and ran directly to the second floor, where they could clearly see everything happening on the street.
Hua Hua Tuo Auricularia has always felt that as a noble prairie eagle, she would never give up her ability to ride and shoot.
This is the basis for their enslavement of these Central Plains people.
So he likes to ride his horse in the streets!
He liked to hear those Han people screaming like lambs under his iron hooves.
But today his horse stumbled.
It turns out that this area of the road has been dug into many small, inconspicuous holes.
Huahua Tuomu'er was very angry, and he would definitely whip this damned Han official to death when he returned home.
At this time, a figure blocked the light.
There are very few people in this alley, because Huahua often comes here to walk his horse, and there is no one at this moment. Huahuatuomuer couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he saw the dagger with a cold light!
There are a lot of nicks on the knife, but the knife is very sharp!
Before Huahua could react, the man covered his mouth with his hand, and the short knife pierced his throat.
The knife is very fast and decisive!
The flower-shaped fungus died without even making a sound.
Zhang Yange feels that killing is all right, especially since he is in a hurry, so there is no need to talk nonsense. There is no difference between killing him by saying a lot of words and killing him directly.
All this happened very quickly, and the guards at the back didn't notice anything strange here. They all knew that Huahua didn't like them getting too close at this time.
Zhang Yange's figure calmly disappeared into the alley.
"I can't see anything!" Pang Yue said helplessly.
"I heard something moving." Old Hu was a little ready to move. He wanted to go over and have a look.
Pang Yue grabbed him and said, "Don't look for trouble!"
The two of them returned to the first floor, and half an hour later the entire street was sealed off. The Tatar soldiers searched everywhere for suspicious people, but found nothing.
Lao Hu and Pang Yue looked at each other, and Pang Yue said in a low voice, "Lao Hu, is it true that this was not done by our brothers in the sect?"
"What are you doing?" Lao Hu took a puff of cigarette. He couldn't help but worry about Zhang Yange and didn't know if he could escape.
Suddenly a group of Tatar soldiers rushed into Taifeng Tower.
The leader was a tall and burly Tatar, and he was followed by a sweaty Tongyi.
Most of these Tatars do not know Chinese, so they are accompanied by a translator.
"General Batu asked you if you have seen anyone suspicious?" Tongyi asked them.
Lao Hu and Pang Yue told the truth and there was no need to hide anything on their part.
It was agreed to translate their words back, and Batu led the people straight to the second floor. He stood at the window on the second floor for a long time to make sure that he could not see the location where the crime occurred from here.
He led the people outside without saying a word.
Lao Hu and Tong Yi got to know each other, but Tong Yi fell in the last place.
"What happened to Mr. Song?" Lao Hu asked.
"Lord Daru Chihua was killed by an assassin!" Tongyi said in a low voice. Lao Hu and Pang Yue's faces were full of surprise, and Batu at the front suddenly turned his head.
Seeing their expressions, he turned his face away.
Tongyin followed quickly.
When they were far away, Pang Yue spat bitterly, "You bastard, you still want to frame your grandpa!"
If there was any problem with his and Lao Hu's expressions just now, they would be thrown into jail directly.
It was not until late at night that the soldiers relaxed the martial law in the city. Lao Hu said to Pang Yue, "I want to go somewhere!"
"Where to go?" Pang Yue asked worriedly.
"I'm looking for your ancestor!" Lao Hu said seriously.
"Hey! Lao Hu, didn't I give you a drink? You damn scolded me, my ancestors are dead, you go find them." Pang Yue's fat face was trembling with anger.
After scolding him, he finally reacted.
"Me, where is my little ancestor?"
"Let's go! Let's go take a look."
Lao Hu took Pang Yue to Gao Shan's residence first, but there was no trace there. Then he went to Gao Shan's tomb and found no trace of Zhang Yange.
"Old Hu, someone has worshiped here."
Lao Hu picked up a piece of paper money. On the paper money was written, "I won't return the money to you after I leave! Stop asking around and be careful to expose yourself."
Finally, I drew a smiling face holding up two fingers.
After a while, the faint handwriting on the paper disappeared.
"Lao Hu, where did my little ancestor go?"
"Maybe we went to Emei Pai!" Old Hu said with a bitter smile, his eyes red.