The silk-shirted youth stared at the two silhouettes that ran away for a long time until there was no trace of the long street. Then he nodded slightly, and immediately raised a spiral horn from nowhere. This sound was short and low. Like a tortoise drum, a "dong" character was sounded, and another spiral horn sounded three or two miles away from the east. The sound was lower, heavier, and shorter, just like a faint crow among the branches of the forest. , Screamed out a word "around". With such continuous buzzing, the sound of snails was also sent to and fro, as if conveying some information. At this time, the people from the Shen family of Doumen Dam and Xiang family of Deshengba on the wharf who passed through the pond stopped fighting, instead they whispered and talked. It is said that the two embarrassing people from outside the place actually fold the feather arrows of Xiang Erfang Dihao, the younger Xiang Dihao, this time they whispered the snails and cast the nets, and they will be able to catch them in one moment or three. Then they will go to Desheng. Dam watched him go full of excitement.
Besides, where can Wan Yanfang and Wan Defu stop for a while? Busy enough to rush out. From time to time, I heard the sound of snails rising and falling, and I suddenly felt that it was next to the ear fan, and suddenly it flashed hundreds of meters away. The two of them refused to relax, and dashed along Zhongshan Middle Road for a while, bend left and right for a while, unexpectedly lost their way, and turned around between Qinghefang and Taipingfang. While running, Wan Yanfang took advantage of the gap to point out Wandefu: his one-off, one-off thrown Xiang Dihao’s unique secret "heart-piercing arrow" down the river, Yu Xiang Dihao himself and Xiang Erfangyi The clan is a great shame. The Xiang family has always been narrow-minded and narrow-minded. Even if this beam is formed, even if it is lucky to get out of it for a while, it is bound to have a big resentment in the future.
He was talking, but there was another long sound of spiral horns in my ears. Looking back, I saw two big men, one tall and one short, standing at the entrance of Gaoyin Alley. The tall one was wearing a black silk gown and the short one. Dressed in a light-colored short outfit. This attire resembles the master and servant of the Wan clan, and dozens of shirtless men are already gathered around the two of them less than one foot away. They are the sailors of the Xiang family who came from the Hushu Wharf. . In this encirclement, a sailor with thick eyebrows and big eyes akimbo his hips and scolds the general: "Hey! I said these two hooves beasts are living for me! Dare to destroy my young master’s carved feather arrows, no! Kneel down and accept the sin and die!" As he said, he greeted him with his arms around him, and the people around him rushed forward and rushed toward the center of the circle-just like a lotus scroll mad bee. It is expected that this combined flutter formation has not yet taken shape, and only a string of skin and flesh cracking is heard, like the chaotic sound of a pig dealer's flat knife beating the inner muscles. These dozens of sailors crumbled in a moment, like the withered chrysanthemum petals dancing on the head of the twelfth lunar month, shaking them all over the dust. Lu Dangyang’s two people were still in style, and the people in black silk gowns immediately said with a dumb voice: "What dynasty is it now? What years are it? The blue sky, the white sun, and the bright universe, how can you let the boring gangsters try to hang on the street? Convict and punish life and death? Extremely asshole!" Yan Ba waved his robe sleeves, and there was a walking stone Feisha, and the dozens of sailors were swept under the eaves of the street shop as if they were driving away fallen leaves.
"I don't know if Master Sun Shaohua, the shadowless palm of the Piaohuamen in Beijing, came to Hangzhou. It was really offensive!" These words were overwhelming, as if coming from the clouds. The speaker stood on a corner building at the corner of Gaoyin Lane and Huimin Street, with a white shirt floating, and it was Xiang Dihao. When I said that, the shadow of the figure flew downstairs like a harrier eagle detecting a rabbit or a phoenix bird grabbing a bead. The two feet just stepped on to become a golden rooster step, and then he arched his hands, saying that he was a salute and greeting, and that he was opening the door to beg for tricks.