The owner of this Dongyan team was named Deng, and he was respectfully called Mr. Deng along the way.
It is said that Mr. Deng was good at using a mountain-chopping sword and traveled around the world for seven or eight years. The souls who died under his sword were not less than twenty or thirty, nor less than a dozen.
Lin Feng pricked up his ears to listen to the gossip of the small traders around him, and squinted his eyes at Master Deng, who was the tallest and tallest person in the Dongyan Horse Tour.
I was thinking, why don't we wait for the robbers and take away this old Deng from Dongyan, right?
People in the horse shop travel around all year round, and they can definitely find a way, pick a tip, eat and drink, etc. Lin Feng only has such small requirements.
It's just that Lao Deng is no better than a robber. It's not easy to threaten his life if he doesn't obey. After all, Lin Feng still has limits as a human being.
Mr. Deng didn't know that someone was thinking about him behind him. He was sitting astride a large cart, his legs hanging down from the shaft of the cart, swaying as the cart moved forward.
His thoughts were not behind him. After walking forward for a long time, there was no serious place to stay. It was very easy to encounter robbers in the wilderness.
He was familiar with most of the gangsters on this road, and spending a few taels of silver to buy one was not a big problem.
I'm just afraid that new gangs will appear.
In Taishan County, under the governance of Cao Ying's general Xiahou Dun, the bandits' living paths became narrower and narrower, and more and more people fled to Qi County or Lu County to seek shelter.
But Zang Ba, the prefect of Qi County, can be called the real underground emperor of Taishan County. Which Taishan bandit dares to work in Qi County?
And the new governor of Lu County, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande, are also said to be ruthless. Qi Sanbangzi, Xu Wowo, Du Tietou and other powerful Taishan thieves who are famous in Mount Tai have all been defeated and killed in Lu County.
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Therefore, various gangs currently have their base in Qilu and Qilu counties on weekdays, and they randomly return to Mount Tai when they are working, making it impossible for Mr. Deng, a veteran gangster, to accurately determine which gang of Taishan bandits he will encounter along the way.
This situation is rather embarrassing.
Just as Mr. Deng was trying his best to recall which groups of Taishan bandits had been active on this stretch of road, the sound of horses hanging bells sounded in the distance.
Turning around, I saw a fast horse approaching from a distance. There was a young man sitting on the horse. He was not very old, about thirteen or fourteen years old. Looking at his face, he had colorful eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose and a straight mouth.
Fang, with red lips and white teeth. She wears a brocade crane cloak on her upper body, and a dark purple treasure-patterned gold lace belt tied around her waist. She has long shiny black hair and a tall and tall figure. She really has an extraordinary appearance and majestic appearance.
The young man was galloping on horseback, with high spirits. In an instant, he rushed past Lin Feng and came to Master Deng's cart.
Pulling the reins with his right hand, the young horse neighed loudly, and kicked its two front legs into the air for a few steps, while its two hind legs stood firmly.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Mr. Deng hurriedly jumped down from the shaft of the car and clasped his fists towards the young man.
"I've invited this little brother. I wonder if your honor has made a special trip to see me, Lao Deng, or do you still have something to ask?"
Old Deng was usually not willing to mess with young men like Galloping Horse, and he would not
It is said that young people are very popular, and a disagreement can be like forging a hatred that lasts for generations.
Just thinking about how many big-bodied fathers, uncles, cousins, and the like are standing behind this kind of boy makes one's head ache.
The young man pointed at Lao Deng and asked: "Let me ask you, today at noon, when you were having a drink at Guanjia Restaurant in Mou County, you made such nonsense and claimed that even with one hand tied, you could beat Lin Zhirou of Pingyuan?"
Lin Feng's ears twitched when he heard it.
Lao Deng was immoral and boasted a few words after being drunk. Why did someone come over to help him fight the injustice?
Could this young man be his long-lost biological son?
No, Lin Feng's childhood body in this life was handed over to Gan Mei'er, and it was impossible to leave any heirs in Taishan County.
Of course, these are just Lin Feng's brainstorming ideas for his own entertainment. Looking at this young man's attitude, it seems that this young man is his biggest fan.
After hearing the young man's question, Lao Deng suddenly broke out in white hair sweat.
I didn’t look at the imperial calendar when I went out, so I met the God of Plague inexplicably!
This poor place in Taishan is indeed evil. Why do you still need to pay taxes for bragging?
"Brother, please don't misunderstand me. Old Deng has been in the world for a long time, so he naturally knows the truth that disaster comes from the mouth. I did drink a few extra cups of horse urine during lunch today. I didn't control my mouth for a while, and accidentally spit out a few dog teeth.
I hope that I will keep in mind the golden signboard of Dongyan Horse Store and forgive Lao Deng."
Laojianghu is Laojianghu.
What Lao Deng said was so smooth that there was no fault at all.
The attitude of admitting his mistake was sincere, the ladder was held very firmly, and the background of Dongyan Horse Racing was lifted out at the right time. If someone else had come over, he would have already fallen off the slope, and at most he would have extorted a few coins from Old Deng and gone home to eat rice.
Already.
But this young man was in trouble, so he grabbed Old Deng and made him refuse to let him go.
"Think of the time when the forest in the plains was full of soft dancing elephants, leading the army to battle, defeating the Yellow Turban, saving the Holy Emperor, fighting bloody battles in Luoyang, fighting through five passes, and fighting in major states in the north and south. He was invincible and never suffered a defeat. How can you and other scoundrels do this?
Is it a casual slander?”
The more the young man talked, the more excited he became. He raised his leg and picked off a mountain ax from the bird's wing ring, and pointed the ax at Lao Deng's chest.
"I'll give you two ways to choose. One is to kneel down facing the plain and kowtow to General Lin Feng to apologize. The other is to mount your horse and come over to fight with a certain person. I will teach you a lesson on behalf of General Lin Feng!"
Lao Deng's face was suddenly livid, and the flesh on his cheeks was beating endlessly.
This little kid really bullied people too much. He just made a few boasts after drinking and forced people to kneel down and apologize.
It should be noted that there is gold under a man's knees. In ancient times, people would kneel on top of the world and kneel on the ground with their parents in the middle. The rest of the people would never see their knees weaken unless they were meeting the emperor.
Slowly taking two steps back, Lao Deng gritted his teeth and said: "Brother, Lao Deng's words were inappropriate. When I pass by Mou County next time, I am willing to offer you a drink to accompany the sin. Today you and I
There isn’t much grudge between us, so it’s better not to use swordsmanship.”
The young man spat on Lao Deng's face.
"Bah! What kind of disgusting creature are you, and you are worthy of being compared with General Lin Feng? Come on, come on, get on your horse quickly and let me test how much you weigh."
Now Lao Deng really couldn't bear it anymore. Although his uncle tolerated it, his aunt really couldn't bear it.
With a strange scream, Lao Deng turned around and took out his mountain-chopping knife from the cart. He casually pulled over a tall horse in the cavalry team. He turned on the saddle and got on the horse. He urged the horse to the front of the young man's horse with his legs.
"Little baby, Master Deng has always wanted to know you because of your youth and ignorance, but he didn't expect you to push harder and harder. In this case, Master Deng will teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents who don't know how to discipline.
Teach you how to be a good person."
The young man was already furious because of Lao Deng's insult to Lin Feng, and now he heard that Lao Deng had offended his parents with his words. He was so angry that the three corpses jumped up and smoke came out from their orifices. They didn't say anything at the moment, and urged their horses forward, wielding the mountain-breaking ax at Lao Deng.
Chop off the head!
Lao Deng struggled with his arms, holding the sword horizontally, and the iron door latch collapsed outwards.
"Open it for me!"
A loud banging sound was heard in the helix of the ear. The big knife in poor old Deng's hand was hit by the giant axe, causing sparks to fly everywhere. The handle of the knife was bent, just like a bow bent under the full moon.
There was a snap, and Lao Deng couldn't hold on to the deformed sword. He loosened his hands and let it fall to the ground.
Raising his hands in disbelief, Lao Deng saw that his fingers were shaking uncontrollably, the claws of his hands were torn apart, and blood was gurgling down his arms and wrists.
The young man put the mountain-cutting ax back in front of him, looked at Old Deng with contempt and shouted: "Dismount, kowtow towards the plain and confess your guilt, otherwise I will definitely kill you with the next axe."
Lin Feng finally saw that although this boy was still young, his strength was not low, at least no worse than the underage Tian Yu.
If you can take him with you and train him well, he will definitely become a great general in the future.
But the origin of this young man left Lin Feng a little confused.
Besides Xu Huang, were there any other ax masters during the Three Kingdoms period?
Why don't you have any impression?
Seeing Lao Deng dismounting in humiliation, kneeling on his knees and kowtowing repeatedly in the direction of the plain, Lin Feng, who had made up his mind, urged his horse out and came up to the young man in a few steps.
"Young man, as the saying goes: forgive others when you have to. Now that Old Deng has paid the price for his outspoken words, why don't you stop making things difficult for him?"
The young man looked Lin Feng up and down, and his eyes suddenly fell on Lin Feng's big ax hanging on the bird's wing ring.
Although Lin Feng's big ax was wrapped in layers of linen, the boy who liked big axes the most among the eighteen weapons could still recognize the outline of the weapon at a glance.
"Man, it seems that you can also use a big axe. Why don't you send your horse over here and have a spar with me?"