Gao Xu, whose face was stained with blood, was helped up by the people accompanying him. After standing up with difficulty, he took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his face clean. His face, which was originally relatively clean, began to swell, making him look ridiculous in a way that no one else dared to say.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he put the veil close to his mouth. Half of a broken tooth and bloody saliva appeared on it, and then he was wrapped up into a ball and discarded in the grass aside.
Under the swaying locust tree at the entrance of the town, Gao Xu looked back at the location of the brothel for the last time. This bamboo building, which seemed out of place with its surroundings earlier, seemed to have some similarities with the house in the backcountry.
Immediately he turned around and left, his back slightly stooped.
....
Halfway out of the mountain road, the disciples of Songfeng Mountain who were waiting at the mountain pass waited for the rain to subside a little and then led their horses to meet them. The hooves of the pony horses were wrapped in coarse cloth to prevent them from slipping and falling on the slippery mountain road.
Due to the risk, Gao Xu, whose steps were already staggering, took the reins of the horse handed over by the Songfeng Mountain disciples, got on the horse with some difficulty, and then walked out of Qingshan.
When the Qishan County town was within sight, it was already dawn. The short-legged packhorse that had been found in a hurry could handle a job on the mountain road. If it was really for Gao Xu to ride, it would be a big loss of status. Then
When the county carriage and horse dealer learned that the owner of Songfeng Mountain was visiting Qishan County, he had already sent the best carriage and horse he had found to the disciples of Songfeng Mountain who had come earlier. Of course, they didn't need a penny in money.
Fortunately, the shopkeeper of the carriage shop, who had forged a good relationship, was wearing the best clothes. He personally stood by the carriage and led the clerk up and down to straighten the carriage. The fat shopkeeper's legs and feet were a little sore from standing there.
It got cold in the mountains after autumn, and every hair on his valuable leather waistcoat was shaking. The shopkeeper, who was always smiling, had his face a little stiff, and he kept rubbing his hands and looking towards the Songfeng Mountain beside him.
The disciple asked:
"Brother, do you know when the Lord of the Mountain will be able to come out of the mountain? Dozens of merchants in the city have prepared a banquet together, thinking of bringing the Master of the Mountain to rest..."
After the fat shopkeeper talked for a while, he realized that the disciple from Songfeng Mountain, not to mention turning his head to pay attention, or even turning around to make a slight gesture, was not doing it. Without him, the shopkeeper, who is considered a respectable person in Qishan County, was not allowed to step down. This is not possible in the carriage industry.
The fat shopkeeper, who was known for bullying his clerks, didn't dare to say anything more. He just muttered in his heart that he was just a weakling who could do more. He didn't know what kind of luck he had hit at the moment, and he didn't know how to restrain himself. If it were those who gave money to the rich
Things like looking after the home and nursing home are not just for him to handle at will.
I was murmuring in my heart. The fat shopkeeper, who was very good at assessing situations, definitely didn't dare to make any explicit expressions. He could only rub his two fat legs, then stand on tiptoe and stare at the mountain road.
Seeing the figure appearing at the entrance of the mountain pass, the fat shopkeeper quickly pulled up his two fat legs and trotted closer to the mountain path. However, he did not stand for too long. After taking a few steps, he felt some cramps in his calves.
Steady, after a few small hops on one foot, the cowhide boots slipped, and I fell headlong into the puddle in front of me, where I fell like a dog and gnawed in the mud.
The fat Songfengshan disciple who was also guarding the two-horse carriage earlier made an undisguised laugh. The pony horse Gao Xu was riding calmly passed by the fat shopkeeper who had just climbed up from the puddle. Then he got into the carriage and put it down.
curtain.
"Master Gaoshan, Master Gaoshan." The panting fat shopkeeper limped towards the carriage and took out an invitation from his arms that had not been stained by mud and water and was smeared with gold powder. "I am from the city carriage and horse racing company. Shopkeeper Shen is in charge of the city..."
"roll."
This very short sound came from the carriage, so short that shopkeeper Shen of Qishan County Carriage and Horse Racing Department mistakenly thought that he heard it wrong, but the carriage that was driving away did not deceive him.
That envelope is painted
The gold-dusted invitation fell to the ground. The paper that had just been regarded as a treasure was mixed with the mud and water on the ground. Later, it was trampled by hurried people and horse hooves, and became any piece of scrap paper. Something that even old men would disdain.
....
Gao Xu in the carriage blocked his mouth with a handkerchief. He let go of his hand after coughing like a storm, and the handkerchief was covered in blood.
The coughing sound was covered up by the sound of the rolling carriage wheels. Except for the coachman driving in front, no third person would hear it.
Gao Xu knew very well that Songfeng Mountain should not be so blunt at this time towards these businessmen who were showing their kindness. He himself was originally happy to pretend to be happy and conversant with these businessmen who brought money. After all, Songfeng Mountain was in urgent need at this time. The more money the better.
But the punches that came with him were much heavier than he expected, which made Gao Xu feel relieved that he had advanced in martial arts, but he had to deal with his injuries bravely.
No matter how powerful a martial artist is, the acupuncture points on his head must be carefully protected when facing enemies. Gao Xu, who still had to test whether there was any affection between himself and Yue Qingqing, got what he wanted. As a result, his physical condition made him miserable. The prescription was patched up properly, but there were some cracks in another place.
It rained all night, and the addiction and pain of Ye Mixiang hit Gao Xu at the same time. Gao Xu, who was sitting cross-legged, was sweating like rain, and his face fluctuated between green, white, and red. His face was extremely painful.
"Why bother? Our incense is not a scourge." A deep sigh came from the front of the carriage, "The mountain master has a commendable spirit. If you endure it really hard, you only need to let me know."
Gao Xu, who could only squeeze out a groan from between his teeth, had veins on his face and his body was shaking violently, as if he had reached an extremely critical moment.
It was only a moment, but to him it seemed like years of hardship, but he finally got through it.
The qi in the body roamed freely in a newly opened acupuncture point. Gao Xu calmed down his breathing and took off his sweat-soaked clothes, revealing several newly healed gunshot wounds and newly grown tender muscles on his strong muscles. There were large bruises next to the pink skin. It took only the best gold sore medicine and famous doctors from Songfeng County to heal the wound to this extent in less than two months.
Gao Xu, who was wearing a broad robe, seemed to have become the calm and calm mountain master of Songfeng Mountain. He lazily leaned on the cushions in the carriage and said to the carriage driver who had happened earlier:
"Needless to say the effect of wild incense. When Kaolutai sent this medicine, Gao knew that it would be extremely difficult to quit after getting addicted to this medicine." He propped up his head with his hands, "However, as long as you can endure it once, If you are addicted, you can endure it for the second and third time. If things go on like this, it will naturally become nothing."
The people in front of the carriage fell silent, and then sighed: "It turns out that the mountain master had the intention of borrowing stones from other mountains to attack jade, but the villain was too abrupt."
"For Gao Mou, an assassin who ranks among the top three murderers in Guulutai, and calls himself a villain, it would be too much to undermine the majesty of Guulutai."
"The top three murderers are not ranked in the top three by the means of killing. Otherwise, you can become the number one assassin in the world just by disinfecting some villagers. It would be too ridiculous." The man driving the carriage laughed at himself, "Little People who are not as courageous as those talented and talented people in the deer-cutting platform, who dare to kill those real masters, will naturally die faster than me, who only dare to pick weak persimmons and show cowardice."
"Cockroach...is what you were called in the deer-cutting platform, right?"
"It's really scary to hear a low-level name in the ears of a mountain lord." There was a trace of surprise in the words of the assassin in Fulutai. Since the establishment of Fulutai, the name of the assassin has been replaced by snake and insect when he first entered, and after the assassin's death, his name has been replaced by snake.
passed to next
In the past generation, the title of Cockroach has been used by more than ten people before him, and half of them have survived to their old age. It is also the leading code name in the Cutting Platform.
The assassin who was fortunate enough to be given this name by his blue-eyed teacher had not experienced dangerous situations, but he was able to avert danger. The reason why the assassin who already regarded the cockroach as a life-saving talisman in his heart could do it before killing people in the building.
Sanjia also has self-awareness in his heart, and there are many reasons why he has lived much longer than his classmates.
"Cockroach is a good name." His teacher named him and patted his face, "But a code name for good luck is not everything."
Then the division commander's sudden blow almost broke three of his ribs. The assassin, who had been resting in bed for a month before he could get off the ground, seemed to understand a little bit about what he was saying when he saw the division commander again.
"Don't belittle yourself. The top ten assassins in Gelutai all have the code name Gao. The one who died on Songfeng Mountain is Hao, you are Cicada, and the Zhuyeqing who led the team to attack Qihu Lake that night is all
It’s a terrifying name,” Gao Xu murmured, “but if the Zhang family of Qishan County had chosen Songfeng Mountain, you Huizhou Gelutai might not have had the opportunity to come to Jiangzhou to get a share of the pie.”
"Master Gao Shan, I'm afraid it's a little too late for you to say this now." The assassin known as Cockroach laughed Jie Jie, "The killing order against the Zhang family in Qishan County was issued by Huizhou Station, and Qishan has been identified
The Zhang family in the county has 16 members of the Zhang family and 273 Zhang family gun disciples. Lord Gaoshan, don’t forget that the bandit titles of Yanyulou and Zhang family gun were still handed down by your brother who was the general of Jiangzhou.
Hat up."
"Yeah, it's too late to say anything now, I can't look back now."
"Presumably at this time, it is written that Zhang family disciples attacked and killed officers and soldiers, sold people for illicit salt sales, and the list of adulterous wives and female officials has been posted. The people of Qishan County will probably despise them." The voice of the cockroach driving the carriage was brisk.
He got up and said, "Gao Shan, please don't go into the city to see the current Zhang Mansion? It seems that the merchants of Qishan County were still hosting a banquet in the past."
Gao Xu frowned, stood up from the soft cushion and said, "It's okay to go to the banquet, but the Zhang family won't do it. Don't lose your appetite."
"Okay."
The Kaolutai Assassin, who was still very good at playing the role of coachman, was familiar with driving a carriage drawn by two horses. This cockroach, who looked like an ordinary coachman, gave a flattering smile to the soldiers guarding the gate of Qishan County.
After throwing over a small bunch of copper coins early, the carriage Gao Xu was riding went straight into Qishan County.
The carriage was smoked with expensive agarwood, and the disgusting blood smell outside would naturally not pollute the breath of the master of Songfeng Mountain.
The carriage stopped at the door of the restaurant with the signboard of Fuxianju. All the prominent figures in Qishan County, including the new magistrate, came to greet Gao Xu who got off the carriage beside the bricks and stones in front of the restaurant that had been swept away from any dust.
Such a battle was not unexpected. He cupped his fists on both sides and entered calmly.
It should be a feast of fine wine and delicious food, with a lot of wine and drinks.
Jiangzhou "righteous men" who came to wipe out the Zhang family bandits and people from Qishan County raised their glasses to Gao Xu.
Three years ago, someone here also toasted to a knight-errant who had done something brave for justice.