The Boy

Suddenly, a woman screamed from a shack, and a man cursed, a half-naked woman ran out of the shack, and then a man cursed and cursed chased out, holding a horizontal knife in his hand. The man staggered and obviously drank a lot. The woman was panicked and accidentally stepped into the pit and fell to the ground. Seeing the drunk man behind him getting closer and closer, the sword wind brought by the horizontal knife in his hand brought dust on the ground. The woman's legs were so scared that she could not stand up. She saw that blood was splattering on the spot.

Suddenly, a wooden stick flew from beside him and pulled into the drunkard's legs. He tripped gently. The man was already unstable and fell to the ground. The woman was already weak and was lying on the ground. She was already closed and was waiting to die. After a while, the expected knife did not come. She opened her eyes tremblingly to check, but saw a man standing in front of her, seven feet away, wearing a wide robe with no color on her body. She was tied with a straw rope around her waist, barefoot, and a wooden stick, looking at herself with interest.

A cold wind blew, and the woman suddenly found that she was covered with only a piece of rag on the couch, with a large piece of breasts and thighs exposed under the man's gaze. She quickly tightened the rags a little, tried to cover her breasts and thighs, and blocked the man's unscrupulous gaze.

"Little lady, who is that man? Why did you kill you?" The man who spoke was holding a stick, but his accent was not in the Jiangnan area, but it looked like the accent of Chen and Cai in the Central Plains.

The woman heard the voice tenderly and looked carefully. It turned out that the man staring at her was just a teenager, at most thirteen or fourteen years old. She was only tall and had a dirty face. She couldn't tell her age. She felt a little calmer, but she didn't know how to answer the man's question. After thinking about it, she was about to speak, but suddenly exclaimed: "Be careful behind!"

It turned out that the drunk man had already climbed up from the ground, tiptoed to touch the boy, and slashed his head with a knife. The drunk man was extremely fierce and was about to cut the boy into two pieces with one knife. The boy reacted very quickly. Hearing the woman's scream, he did not turn around, took a step forward and avoided the knife. At the same time, the long stick in his hand had already stabbed back from under the ribs. The stick was fast and accurate, and it directly shattered the drunk man's Adam's apple, resulting in the other party's life.

The woman lying on the ground was stunned by the scene in front of her. She covered her mouth tightly with her left hand and blocked her scream in her throat. The young man turned around as if nothing had happened, fumbled on the drunkard, took out a waist card, looked carefully, and smiled disdainfully: "These two triple-legged cat skills are also worthy of being the Mingzhou tooth general." She put the waist card into her arms, and then fumbled on the body, stuffed the property one by one into her arms. After searching for the property, she simply took off the clothes on the body and put it on her body. She stretched out her hands and feet and felt it was very suitable. She was happy, but she saw that the woman had not escaped just now, knelt beside her, holding a pair of shoes and a scabbard belt in her hand. It was obvious that the Mingzhou army was left in the shack.

The boy was not polite after seeing it. He snatched the shoes and sat on the ground. While trying the shoes, he asked, "You little lady is a good person. Give me the shoes. Who is the one I killed so much? Why are you so arrogant and killing people at will."

The woman looked sad and replied, "The man took half a bag of rice and a piece of silk. He spent the night with me these days. He was drunk every day and wanted to hit someone if he was not satisfied. He didn't know where he angered him, and even pulled out his knife to kill him. If it weren't for you, he would have died here today."

The boy tried the shoes, which were about an inch larger than his feet. He got up and took two steps and felt that it was not as convenient as barefoot. He took off again. He threw them away and felt reluctant to let them go. So he took the rope that originally tied around his waist and hung them on his shoulders, and smiled and said, "In a few days, my feet grow older, so I can wear these shoes. By the way, these soldiers don't have good people, why don't you escape? Could it be that he can still chase you?"

The woman looked tucked and smiled bitterly: "Escape? Wherever you can escape, there are wars everywhere, the land is deserted, and wherever you don't eat, you will die. Maybe you will even wrap someone's belly, and you can only survive next to the military camp."

When the boy heard this, his face became heavy. He was an orphan, raised by an old monk in a small temple and taught martial arts. The old monk claimed to be a monk in the north, so his accent was very different from the surrounding areas. Later, the two Zhejiang soldiers were in chaos and the temple was destroyed by the chaos. After he escaped, he wandered alone. The woman had similar experiences to him. The difference was that he had learned martial arts and could barely protect himself. He stretched out his hand to the woman and said, "My master called me Zisheng. What's your name? I'm the same as you. Follow the army and see if you can find some food. If you don't dislike it, go with me."

While they were talking, four or five drunken military men came over. They were probably the colleagues who had been killed just now, holding a wine pot in their hands. When they saw the woman, they surrounded her with lewd smiles, and mixed with dirty words to ask where the mother was going.

Seeing this, the woman was extremely panicked. She knew that if one answer was wrong, it would be a disaster for her to kill her. She couldn't say a word. A military man suddenly fell to the ground and found that he was tripping on the ground by the body that was growing. When he looked closely, he was actually his colleague. He thought he was drunk, but when he touched his face casually, he was already cold. The man was also a man who had been through a long battle formation. He was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. He was very drunk and had already gone nine minutes. He pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist and killed the woman.

Zisheng jumped up, and the front end of the wooden stick in his hand had already been pointed at the inside of the Junhan's knee. There was no armor covering the place. The Junhan immediately screamed and fell to the ground. Although his companions on the side didn't know what was going on, they saw that their companions were attacked, they pulled out their horizontal swords from their waists and rushed forward.

But they had already drunk seven or eight points, and even ten martial arts could not make three points. The self-generated stick technique was very powerful, which was very different from the usual stick technique in the world. Holding the middle part of the stick with both hands, the stick danced like a wheel, protecting its upper body tightly. Whenever they made a move, they were all dots and the two-word trick, which seemed like a gunshot technique. The hit parts were either throats, eyes, etc. where the armor could not be covered, and then there were fragile joints such as shoulders, knees, ankles, etc. In a short while, the soldiers would either die or lose their ability to move and roll and cry out in pain on the ground.

Zisheng knocked over all his opponents and ran quickly to the shack. When he came out, he had already taken a few pieces of clothes and half a bag of rice and a piece of cloth. He walked to the woman and threw the clothes beside the woman, saying, "Go away quickly, there are so many people coming later that they can't leave."

Seeing this scene, the woman gritted her teeth and let go of the rag in front of Zisheng, picked up the clothes and put them on. She saw that the woman had fair skin, graceful figure, and her plump breasts trembled with the ups and downs of her body.

Although Zisheng was just a young man who was unexplained with human affairs, he couldn't help feeling dry when he saw this scene, and a heat surged up his lower abdomen.

After changing his clothes, the woman bowed in front of Zisheng and said, "My name is Xiulian. I dare not mention my family's surname again. I will ask my brother to take care of you later."

Zisheng also understood that Xiu Lian was unwilling to defile her surname because of her behavior. She sighed in her heart and quickly took Xiu Lian to disappear into the wilderness.

In the camp of the Hai Army, Zhao Yingong was in the tent of the Mingzhou tooth general. Zhao Yingong sighed to the deputy general with a sad face: "When Dong Chang was about to be appointed as the head, he heard Gu Quanwu's intention, the next step was to lead the troops westward, rescue Qian Miao, and fight with Yang Xingmi's Huainan Army. What should I do?"

The deputy general nodded and said, "Now I am getting further and further away from Mingzhou. The corrupt scholar Huang Sheng will definitely eliminate dissidents in Mingzhou. If it delays for a long time, I am afraid that even if I return to the state, things will change."

Zhao Yingong was anxious and angry. He had a deep foundation in Mingzhou. If the governor Huang Sheng cleaned it up while he was not here, he would be able to fight like a rootless duckweed. As he was thinking and countermeasures, someone suddenly made a loud noise outside the tent. Zhao Yingong was already very upset. Hearing this, he rushed out of the tent a few steps and shouted loudly: "That bastard is making noise, is itchy? Just drag it down and beat me hard."

As soon as he finished speaking, the personal soldiers standing on both sides immediately surrounded him like wolves and tigers, dragging the noisy soldiers down and making them grow skin and howls. Zhao Yingong felt a little relieved when he heard the screams. After a while, the personal soldiers came up to report that they had beaten forty military sticks, and the few people had fainted. The current intention was that if they continued to fight, they would die.

Zhao Yingong just saw that those people were all veterans, and he also knew that the military was strict and that the noise in front of the general's tent would be enough to behead him. I thought there must be something important, so he ordered to use cold water to wake him up and bring him up.

After a while, three people were dragged up. The strong man was now covered in blood. Zhao Yingong stepped forward and looked at it. He knew that although it looked scary, his personal soldiers who were punishing the punishment were merciless, but they were only wounded. As long as I was going to take some wounds, they would be fine. So I ordered some wound medicine and wine to come first and treat their wounds. After the wound was treated, Zhao Yingong asked in a deep voice: "You are making noise in front of the commander's tent, which violates the military law, so I beat you forty military sticks. Are you convinced?"
Chapter completed!