With the falling screen, there was a roar that exploded like thunder.
"My confession, the evil spirits are retreating!!"
Suddenly, from the top of Huang Hao’s head, a huge beast suddenly fell, like a door god, clustered in front of Yao Niang; Huang Hao, who rushed forward with his hands up, was slammed. He was right there, but he was pushed back when he was struggling with his hands and feet, and sat down on the ground.
Then Huang Hao angrily stretched out his hand to draw a knife, but saw that between the rising and falling of this behemoth, Huang Hao flew out in the midst of groaning, and knocked down the half-open door and several curtains. Only then entangled and rolled to the ground and disappeared out of the court.
I saw that he was a fat monk with a fat body. The shiny bald scoop could tell people that mosquitoes and flies could hardly fall off. In his hand, he was holding an incomplete pork leg that radiated heat, and he waved his hand. It's easy to beat people out.
"The poor monk precepts, but the lady is frightened..."
Then, he saluted Cao Xiaomao who was still in shock.
And outside the courtyard, the dozens of subordinates and guards that Huang Haoyi brought in were beaten up and down, struggling and moaning to the ground. The only figure that can stand is an ugly man with a slightly rickety back and a rather thin face.
Several vertical and horizontal scars on his face destroyed the five senses, and stretched to the back of his head like a centipede, but it was difficult to cover the morbid paleness of his body, the kind of handsome and elegant temperament exuded. The pair of long and short weapons in his hand was awe-inspiringly stained with blood.
"Ning Yi, I have seen the lady..."
He nodded slightly to the young girl, cherishing the word like gold; then, waving his hand like a flash of lightning, he nailed a figure with his back to him and tried to get up on the wall; and he gave a blank foot. The other wounded who stepped on the ground secretly lifted up a sword soldier, his neck splattered with blood was folded.
"This is Master Menglong and Mr. Ning... to hide themselves just in case."
Cao Xiaomao, who was still in shock, came back to her senses immediately, and listened to Yao Niang hurriedly holding her hand and introducing her.
"Thanks to Master and Mr. Ning for your thoughts..."
The girl suddenly felt in her heart, and she hurriedly saluted and thanked her. It was actually in the hands of that man's close guard, the "thin tiger and fat dragon" who was known for his outstanding ability; the monks Liu Menglong and Mr. Ning Da, who were named "precepts", were arranged here as guards.
Now that Zhou Langjun called back the "Four Monks", "Eight Schools", and "Five Sons", and the corresponding names served him.
Among the "four monks", in addition to Yuan Jing, who is in charge of the case, Liao Yuan, who is in charge of recording the daily needs, and the newly added consultant and poetry monk Xuzhong, this is the outstanding person who is outstanding in his horizontal training. Also commonly known as Liu Menglong, the monk commanding master.
And this Mr. Ning Da was a rare stab master at the time, and he was known to be good at making various weapons of long and short. Therefore, these two also served as the teaching responsibilities of the battalion. Although they did not show their faces and prominence, they belonged to them. A legendary figure who is faintly famous.
At this time, Huang Hao, who had fallen to the ground, also slowly woke up, only to feel that he had been beaten by a door panel, pain everywhere from head to toe, and his mouth and nose were full of blood. .
He could not help but hate secretly. He has been on the battlefield and possesses superb horse stance skills, but "the geese are blinded by the wild goose all day long." Seeing that the people he had brought in were all put in, he couldn't help crawling on his own without making a sound, slowly moving outwards.
Then suddenly the sound of the wind blasted behind him, making him horrified and quickly rolled to the side, and saw a thing sweeping his face by a fraction of a minute, and smashed on the ground, splashing a lot of dust, mud and stones to make him feel ashamed. . But it was a leg of lamb with little meat left, and it was inserted diagonally into the ground.
"Niezha, where do you want to go..."
But it was Liu Menglong, the fat monk, who lifted up a large lamp post again without a smile and shouted in a deep voice.
As if it were a background, between the few breaths of this electric light and flint, there was already a loud whistle from far and near for a while, followed by a sudden scream of killing.
"Come on, come and help me, where will everyone die"
At this moment, Huang Hao, who was still strong in appearance, could no longer maintain the city and his tolerance, and shouted in a hurry from the outside and the inside. Then there was a loud noise that was higher than a while but no one responded. , Quickly became a threat of stuttering and lack of confidence.
"Stop, I am the king's nephew... You can't kill me without authorization..."
"Then interrupt the limbs first, and leave a breathing space..."
The big monk with a big smile on his face, this moment does not belong to the devil's way in his eyes.
"No, stop, the king won't let you go..."
Huang Hao furiously climbed a few steps forward on the ground and shouted.
"Yao'er and Hongyao said something for me. Read it for our brothers and sisters... Don't let me suffer this humiliation... Read it for my aunt..."
But the girl standing behind the great monk, at this moment, leaned in sorrow and leaned towards the girl; she seemed unwilling to take another look at this man who was once cordial as a brother and had fantasies, but was very selfish; After the defeat, the huge psychological gap and the critical moment of life and death revealed all kinds of ugliness and embarrassment.
"Can you..."
However, amidst the screams, she finally summoned the last bit of courage and spoke weakly to the monk Ji Su.
At this time, there was a screaming scream, but Huang Hao suddenly took advantage of the precept and distraction, jumped up and passed the great monk, wanting to fly to the place where she was standing; but he didn't. Ning Da flew a short knife from his side, pierced his calf and fell to the ground again.
This time the girl was the last fluke and care, and all of a sudden the room disappeared.
. . . . . . .
In the early summer of Cantonese, the heat accumulated for a day, and it was finally in the evening that the sea breeze, which became refreshing, was blown away slowly.
And in the city square outside Guangguangmen, there have been many figures with open flames holding sticks. Although their skin color is quite mixed and their outfits are different, everyone has a plain silk cloth wrapped around their arms.
And as the sky got darker and the news spread in the dark, more and more people wrapped in silk were gathered on the street, and they passed through dense cobweb lanes like the confluence of hundreds of rivers, appearing one after another. In the vicinity of Guangguangmen.
Among them, there are leaders who wear plain headbands as a sign, and after meeting each other, they talked and asked shortly in the light of the fire.
"How many people did you bring..."
"I brought a hundred and forty-seven veterans..."
"I have two hundred and fifty-one trilogy here..."
"I only have less than a hundred people, because many of them are too late to find them..."
"Fortunately, it started, otherwise I won't even have half of the manpower here after waiting..."
"Damn it, my men only recovered 30%,"
"I'm arrogantly speaking, and I dismissed the family property as a reward, and only then gathered more than 400 people..."
"It's okay, as long as things can be done, the wealthy merchants all over the city, and the treasures everywhere, are you afraid that your wealth can't be doubled back..."
"What kind of people are you? Are we not the ones who lick the blood with the knife's head and specialize in rebellious activities..."
"I'm not afraid of losing hard, I'm afraid of breaking the gambling, taking a fight, turning a bicycle into a motorcycle, gambling, and turning a motorcycle into a Land Rover. Fight hard, Land Rover becomes a lobby..."
"What are you talking about, why don't I understand..."
"It's just to give up my life to earn, there is a truth in everything..."
"If you don't move, you will be lazy and lazy..."
"Are everyone here now,"
"Most of them are all here... and some are far apart, I'm afraid I will respond later..."
"The rest is for him, we seize the opportunity at the moment the most important thing..."
At this time, the gate of the black hole suddenly opened from the inside out, completely interrupting their talks and negotiations. Afterwards, a few flashes of fire flashed in the hallway of Kong's doorway.
"That's it.. Not to blame for my internal support in the patrol team,"
The leader of the largest armed group couldn't help but smile with joy.
"At the moment, the soldiers are divided into two groups. Follow me all the way to the government office in Yushan, Zicheng. First take the patrol team's station and barracks; go all the way to the south of the city and control the purple face. Lived... two hands together are the safest way..."
"Don't worry, now the city is very empty; most of the soldiers and horses have been transferred to maintain the Liangdao and the village in Lingxi. For a while in the huge city, only the patrol team and a few soldiers are patrolling... If it weren't so godsend. Good opportunity, how can I do this ups and downs?"
"Prosperity and wealth, success or failure of power, you are here to act..."
"A comeback, in one fell swoop"
"Survival or death... Don't hesitate to be here..."
"Wish to share the glory and wealth..."
For a time, countless wine bowls used for swearing were smashed and cracked all over the floor. Then it turned into two long fire dragons that divided the troops and went violently.
At the same time, among the patrol squadrons, Zhang Biao, the duty captain of the patrol squad who was recently transferred from Annan, was also looking at the wine table just after half of the patrol, and suddenly stood up to persuade his subordinates. They:
"Zhang Tou, why are you wronging yourself so much,"
"We were originally guarding the family business in Annan, so unhappy and comfortable, but the monk Xu gave an order and there was nothing..."
"It's easy to get back home in this city of Guangfu, but it doesn't matter what it is, and the rules are too strict.. How much pain have people suffered..."
"Now there is a great opportunity in sight; the monk has led the army thousands of miles away, but the head of the king is lingering in Biezhuang and can't come out to look at the matter. Now it's just a change in people's minds and sentiments..."
"Just wait for a person in the army with enough weight to stand up and respond, call for and preside over the situation. Who can take this from the head..."
"If you don't stand up and call the shots for everyone, then once the grass thieves have gained momentum... then there really won't be anything to do with my generation, I'm afraid there will be an overturning and killing..."
Hearing this, Zhang Biao seemed to be exhausted all at once. He slowly fell down and waved his hand weakly. (End of this chapter)