Muffled thunder sounded from time to time in the sky, the sky was getting darker, and it would probably rain in the evening.
"It won't rain until night," Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at the girl who got up to leave.
"I disturbed my wife." The girl lowered her head again and said with full self-blame.
The maidservant also felt remorseful, and only Banqin couldn't help but laugh.
"That's why people are scary." She laughed, covering her mouth with her hand, "I'm not afraid of thunder."
"I was already awake at that time." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "It's not a disturbance."
The girl smiled with a bit of shame and excused herself.
"I'll go and see him off," the maid said.
In the past, I would do this kind of thing myself. Banqin stopped and looked at the maid who was walking down the steps.
"Madam, do you want to write?" She turned around and asked, "I have already tidied up the study room."
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded, and the master and servant went to the study.
The maid here followed the girl out of the door.
"Sister, there is no need to give it away. Go back quickly." The girl smiled.
The maid stretched out her hand to hold her, with a complicated look on her face.
"Do you really want to go out for several days?" she asked.
Asked this again, the girl looked a little solemn.
"Sister, what's going on?" she asked.
The maid lowered her gaze.
"It's okay." She shook her head again and said, raising her head and smiling, "It's just that I always want to have someone to rely on when my grandfather is in Beijing. After all, the family business is getting bigger and bigger, and relatives are so unreliable."
The girl looked at her and smiled.
So what if relatives are so unreliable?
So what if the Taoist temple is in such dangerous conditions alone?
"Don't be afraid," she said, reaching out and patting the maid's arm, "Listen to my lady, and you don't have to be afraid of anything."
The maid looked at her.
"Sister." She hesitated and said, "Have you ever seen a murderer?"
It's not like she's a real yellow-haired girl. How can she be so frightened by a muffled thunder? The scariest thing is to scare people.
The girl looked at her and smiled.
"I have only seen people do evil and God will not spare them," she said.
As expected, the heavy rain poured down at sunset, and the dense crowds on the streets immediately dispersed.
In a courtyard, a man hurriedly walked in through the rain and took off his hat and raincoat.
"Zhu Wu." Four or five men in the room shouted in a bad tone, "If this money is not sent, our brother will have a funeral."
The man called Zhu Wu laughed and threw a handful of money on the ground, making a clattering sound, which showed that the amount was not small.
The faces of the men in the room softened slightly.
"I didn't think carefully. I didn't expect that there would be some good guys there, which surprised you all." Zhu Wu said with a half-smile but not a smile, "This money is to calm your shock."
This is said politely, but it always sounds a bit harsh.
"Bah, what a hero, it was just our negligence." The leading man spat, with a white cloth around his face to cover his nose, which looked quite funny. This statement affected the wound, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.
The anger in his heart became even stronger, "I must make them look good, otherwise I won't have to hang around in this city of Kyoto anymore!"
"Wang Da, this loss is inevitable." Zhu Wu said with a smile, "Don't be too angry."
These words were undoubtedly even more humiliating, and the few scolding scoundrels wanted to stand up.
"Zhu Wu, you don't have to humiliate me with words." Wang Da snorted, "I have lost face myself, so I will naturally find it back. This has nothing to do with whether I accept your money or not."
Why are you cowards willing to work for nothing without getting paid? To save face? Do you scoundrels really think you are some kind of heroes?
Zhu Wu mocked in his heart, but the smile remained on his face.
"Wang Da, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant. What I meant was that you must use your fists when you vent your anger," he said.
Wang Da sighed and looked at Zhu Wu.
"What about Ru Neng?" he asked.
"There is a government office." Zhu Wu said with a smile.
Wang Da was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of something and looked astonished.
After sending Zhu Wu away, the men in the room couldn't wait to pour out the bag of money. The big money scattered on the floor made the men's eyes shine.
"It seems that this Taipingju is an eyesore, and someone would pay so much money to fix it." A rogue said.
"It seems that I am not just trimming it." Wang Da said, touching his injured nose and grinning ferociously, "I am trying to swallow it."
If you cause trouble, you will attract the attention of the officials and be sent to a prison cell. It is easy to get in but difficult to get out.
"Okay, pack your things, call some people, and take revenge with me!" He picked up a handful of money on the ground and threw it up, causing a group of rogues to scramble for it.
After a heavy rain, the road was a bit muddy, but this did not prevent Wang Da and others from rushing to Taiping Residence for lunch.
"No, why is there no one here?"
Looking at the quiet door, several people stopped and said.
Wang Da also dismounted and looked around.
There once was a kiln girl. How did she sing? There was no traffic in front of the door...
I seemed to hear some movement, and someone poked his head out from the second floor.
"...We have to close down for business, please find another place to stay."
Closed for business?
Wang Da raised his head and looked towards the second floor and saw a waiter.
The waiter also saw them clearly, screamed suddenly, retracted his head and went in.
This sound was undoubtedly a signal to declare war.
The enemy troops all shrunk and ran away, so they quickly took advantage of the situation and fought.
The gangsters didn't need Wang Da to greet them. Their years of experience made them immediately gather around the restaurant and start shouting and drinking.
"...Open the door..."
"...Do you have to hide if you hit someone?"
"...Isn't there anyone who cares about the evil?"
The door panel was banged, and people on the road looked at him one after another, but no one dared to come forward and ask.
Wang Da stood in front of the door, his big wrapped pig-head head raised, looking at an open window on the door.
"Is that the end of beating someone because they're afraid? Are you going to ignore Grandpa's injuries?" He shouted loudly, "Let your boss come out!"
Someone stuck his head out upstairs, and suddenly pulled back as if frightened by the battle outside.
This time no one came out despite the curses.
"Brother, they are hiding and not fighting with us. There is no point in making trouble around the door." A rogue walked up to Wang Da and whispered, "The government people are here, and there is nothing we can do."
Wang Da looked at the restaurant in front of him fiercely and spat on the ground.
"Break down the door and rush in!" he said.
The gangsters shouted in response and rushed to the door, and some even went to the back door on the side.
There was a banging sound on the door.
"Be smart, don't beat people to death directly, just break their limbs or something, and you should lie down on the ground when you find the right opportunity..." Wang Da warned.
"Brother, don't worry, it's not the first time." The gangsters laughed.
Accompanied by this response, there was a roar in front of the door, and the door panel was knocked down.
"Son of a bitch..."
A few thugs rushed in cursing, but before they could finish their words, they heard a scream. The three leaders fell backward and hit the others who followed closely.
This situation happened suddenly, and the people present were in chaos again, shouting, cursing, and laughing, until a sharp voice sounded.
"...killing people..."
kill?
Wang Da, who was watching his men rush in with some pride, was stunned for a moment.
"Damn it, don't tell me to be gentle..." He spat and cursed fiercely, raised his feet and walked over there. When he got closer, he stopped suddenly, with an expression of shock and disbelief.
The seven or eight thugs under him had slowly backed away, allowing him to clearly see what was happening in front of the door.
The three thugs fell to the ground on their backs, gaping, and a long arrow penetrated their necks, killing them suddenly.
Inside the door, three people were walking slowly, each holding a hunting bow in their hands, and their slightly rough, unpolished arrows were pointed at Wang Da.
Wang Da recognized the person who hit him first, and he was the guy who broke his nose with one punch.
At this moment, he was still wearing the old blue cloth shirt from that day, with a calm expression, neither happy nor angry, and walked slowly step by step.
"You, what do you want to do?" Wang yelled, his mind pounding.
What's going on? What's going on?
They came to make trouble, and they specifically told them not to kill anyone. How come one of their own was shot dead in the blink of an eye?
"How dare you kill people in broad daylight!" A gangster next to Wang Da screamed, shaking his body.
Xu Maoxiu looked at him and smiled slightly.
"Why don't you dare?" he asked. Before he finished speaking, the bow and arrow in his hand left the string with a buzz.
The simple hunting bow, with the strength of these arms, shot out arrows, which went straight into the man's body. A scoundrel standing behind him could clearly see the flesh-and-blood arrowheads emerging from his clothes.
Popi vomited and fell to the ground, screaming and crawling around.
Wang Da was speechless. He felt that he was dreaming, the biggest nightmare in his life.
What's going on? It's obviously the easiest thing to do, but why has it become such a mess?
Isn't it just a fight to cause trouble, and it won't lead to a murderous weapon being used...
This foreigner really doesn’t understand the rules!
"Kill...you dare to kill...you dare to kill..." He repeated this sentence repeatedly, his eyes wrapped in medicine cloth were full of fear.
"You are worthy of being a human being, you are thieves!" Xu Maoxiu shouted, he drew another arrow and pointed it at Wang Da, and took a step forward again, "Tell me, who asked you to come... and rob my house?"
Secret recipe!”
His tone was weak at first, and then he suddenly raised his voice when he said, "Who asked you to come?" It made Wang Da and others' ears ring, and they couldn't hear the rest of the sentence clearly.
Wang Da and others looked at the three men in front of them. They were holding very crude and crude hunting bows that seemed to have been hastily made. One man even had an arrow without an iron tip, but he looked around and lay down in a blink of an eye.
As for the four rogues, no one doubted that these men could kill them even with just a branch.
Not only is he good at martial arts, but he also has a fierce heart.
If he had known this, he would never come here just for money!
Seeing that the rogues in front of him were so frightened that they were scared to death, Xu Maoxiu took a step forward again.
"Tell me who it is!" he shouted.
"It's Zhu Wu!" Wang Da blurted out.
As soon as he finished speaking, the arrow in Xu Maoxiu's hand left the string, and with a buzzing sound, the long arrow at close range accurately pierced Wang Da's throat.
Wang Da fell to the ground, stretched out his hand and scratched twice in front of his body, stared and died.
Why was he killed after he revealed the message of the Lord? (To be continued)
