"Black tigers go out, Zhu Sha avoids!"
Wind and sunshine.
A convoy of escorts drove slowly on the official road. The first escort, holding a dart flag embroidered with black tigers in both hands, opened the way ahead.
Fang Xian rode a jujube red horse and looked around with interest. This was his first dart escort mission.
Next to him are the coquettish and gorgeous escort Liu Yan, and Qian Sanwu, who is used to expressionless faces.
"Hee hee... Brother Fang is better to close your eyes and rest. This time we need to send darts to Heishan County. In the first half of the journey to this county, there should be no robbers who have eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall to stroke the tiger's whiskers. After leaving the county, it will be different. …”
"Heishan County..." Fang Xian's face was half-smiling, thinking of the group of Jianghu people who were sent to the teahouse before, it seems that they came from Qingyumen in this county.
After knocking on the side, I realized that this Sapphire Sect was really only a second-rate force, except for the sect master 'Han Yunfeng' who was suspected of being innate.
"I wonder if there are any famous martial artists in Heishan County?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask.
"If you talk about Heishan County, the most famous one is naturally the 'a madman'."
At this time, Qian Sanwu, who had been expressionless, suddenly spoke up, and there was some admiration in his tone.
"A madman in 'one monk, one madman, two dragons, four kings and six masters'?" Fang Xian became interested: "Is he actually born in Heishan County?"
"Hee hee... Ordinary people in Jianghu really don't know this kind of secret." Liu Yan laughed wildly: "It's only Qian Datou who was born in Heishan County, and only knows a thing or two."
"how so?"
"Naturally, it was because the court wanted to cover up its shame. Back then, this 'Chu madman' was an unparalleled stubborn savage who killed the Yuanwu Kingdom's palace with one sword and one sword..." Liu Yan said, "One monk and one madman are the best in martial arts today. The supreme grandmaster of the Shuanglong and the four kings of the Shuanglong and the heads of the six major sects have far more prestige... And the reason why Chu Kuangren is more admired by the money guards is because he has neither the help of the sects of Taoism behind him, nor is there anything amazing Inheritance and cultivation methods, only relying on the outer martial arts to enter the innate, invincible in a hundred battles."
"Senior, the master is very desirable." Fang Xian also occasionally went to restaurants and other places to listen to news during this period of time. He was not a rookie, but he still admired such grass-roots masters.
Only those who have really climbed up from the bottom know that the effort required is several times or even dozens of times that of those with excellent backgrounds!
'The supreme master, I don't know what realm it is...'
…
After ten days.
Black Mountain County.
Cang Yuan Mountain.
The mountain road here is rugged, and many of them are infested by blue apes, and it is also a common place for bandits.
"Everyone cheer up, cross this mountain pass, and go to the city to drink and eat meat!"
Qian Sanwu and the others held swords in their hands, their eyes alerted to the surroundings, and they no longer had the leisurely attitude they had before.
"Huh? Why did it stop?"
Just then, the convoy suddenly stopped.
A man in the front trotted over, clasped his fists and told: "There is an accident ahead, and I invite a few darts to take a look."
Fang Xian nodded, and the horse, Liu Yan and Qian Sanwu came to the front of the team.
I saw that on the road ahead, there was a person lying on his stomach, his face was facing the ground, his face could not be seen clearly, and a pool of black blood around him almost solidified.
"It seems to be a scholar who was robbed and lost his life. What a crime!"
Liu Yan shook her head when she saw it.
"Hmph, I don't know how high the sky is, and there are still more people left to die... What are you still doing? Clean it up and bury it!"
Qian Sanwu said coldly.
"Yes." Several gangsters glanced at each other and were about to go forward to collect the corpse.
"and many more!"
Fang Xian suddenly raised his whip.
"how?"
Liu Yan and Qian Sanwu looked at him strangely.
"How can you be sure that this person is dead, what if it is a fake trap?" Fang Xian said: "Our life is also our life!"
"Hmph... I'm not blind, his body didn't move in the slightest, and he didn't have a breathing machine, plus so much blood... He's obviously dead."
Qian Sanwu snorted coldly, saying that he, an old river and lake, eats more salt than Fang Xian.
"This can't be guaranteed either, maybe there are evil sect practices that pretend to be dead on the rivers and lakes!"
Fang Xian insisted on his own opinion.
He was not paranoid of persecution or overly cautious, but [Dongxuan Eye] saw that the person was still alive, not only alive, but also healthy.
Such a healthy warrior was lying on the road, obviously not intending to invite guests to dinner.
Of course, this involves his trump card, so naturally it cannot be stated explicitly.
He thought about it, and asked a escort to hand over the longbow.
This bow is not as good as a crossbow arrow, but it is also much better than the one I used to hunt with, with a strength of three stone.
"drink!"
He inhaled, and shot an arrow sharply at the 'corpse'.
puff!
The arrow pierced directly into the back of the 'corpse', but the 'corpse' did not move.
quack!
In the surrounding trees, a few black crows chirped, and the scene was a little awkward for a while.
"Haha..." Qian Sanwu's originally expressionless face laughed happily, but Liu Yan wanted to come up to comfort Fang Xian: "It's good for young people to be more cautious, but don't overdo it..."
clank!
Before he finished speaking, Fang Xian shot three more arrows in a row.
Suddenly, the corpse 'moved'.
It bounced up quickly, seemed to be able to walk without moving its knees, and flew back like a zombie.
But it was too late. After the two arrows failed, an arrow pierced straight into its chest.
puff puff!
Bleeding.
The 'zombie' held onto the tree trunk, his face full of grief and anger: "Three-star arrows, good arrows! I never thought that my 'zombie fist' Jiang Lang would die here... That boy, how do you see through Lao Tzu's 'Ninja Technique' 'of?"
Jiang Lang felt extremely sad and angry.
He is a famous thief in Heishan County. Because of his practice of Zombie Boxing, his body is usually dead. He often uses this to lie on the official road to attract people to look at him.
Once someone approaches, he violently kills, often easily succeeded.
Unexpectedly, I met Fang Xian, an unassuming person, and gave him an arrow directly!
The sun is shining, does this kid have a hobby of whipping corpses
It's just that it was too late to dodge, Jiang Lang kept doing it, and prepared to rely on a 'suffering death technique', which was actually an evil art that ignored the pain of the body and pretended to be a corpse to carry it, completely dispelling the enemy's suspicion.
In his heart, he was ready to smash this arrow-haired boy into tens of thousands of pieces.
But he didn't expect that the 'camouflage' that he sacrificed so much would be easily seen through by this kid.
"I didn't see through any ninja..."
In the eyes of everyone's admiration and surprise, Fang Xian seemed to scratch his head embarrassedly: "I just feel that one arrow is not safe, just try a few more arrows..."
"puff!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lang spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.
The arrow wound on his back was only ordinary, but the arrow on his chest directly penetrated his vital point, but it was impossible for an immortal to save.
"Is this pissed off?"
The people in the escort station waited and looked at Fang Xian with a very strange expression.