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Chapter 157 The Relic of the Martial Spirit

The Hu man with a wolf head tattooed on his head saw Yan Saner and immediately roared: "It's you?"

Although Yan Saner said that he was evenly matched, he knew in his heart that he was just a child. If he really stood in front of these two Hu people, he would only cause trouble for Li Jian and Wei Huo. He stood far away and shouted: "That's right, it's your little master. I dare to come to Daqin to act wildly, and I will be punished today!"

The Hu man's eyes turned, thinking that Li Jian and Wei Huo were masters who Yan Saner came to take revenge. Their visit to Daqin this time was a huge goal, and it involved the future belonging of their tribes, so the Hu man didn't want to cause trouble.

Looking at the few people, the Hu people laughed, put away the knife, bowed to Li Jian and Wei Huo Yi and said, "We are members of the tribe of the last branch. This time we came to Daqin to do business. Today, we offend this guy at the Xixianglou Tower. You can take all the money. I just want to let me go and bring the ashes of these companions back to the prairie."

As he said that, the leader of the Hu people, with his remaining companions, bowed deeply to the three of them.

Just as they bent down to show their salute, they heard the sound of springs, and the two Hu people were touched by the mechanism of carrying flower-mounted crossbows on their backs.

There was a slight crackling sound, and two crossbow arrows were like two poisonous snake cores that cut through the night, taking Li Jian and Wei Huo directly.

Although Li Jian and Wei Huo are not veterans who have been through the battlefield for a long time, they are naturally not bragging about being the two vanguard officials under Wang Ben's command at a young age.

The moment they heard the spring sound, the two of them felt something was wrong, and their bodies flashed, and at the same time they swung their spear and short sword. After avoiding the close-range sneak attack and shooting of the flower-fit crossbow, they almost suppressed the two Hu people at the same time.

These two Hu people were originally not weak in force, but when they met Li Jian and Wei Huo, they were also unlucky. They were captured without any resistance.

Wei Huo was even quicker and stabbed his sword down, cutting one of the Hu people's clothes from his neck to his butt, revealing the flower-fit crossbow hidden close to his body.

"This flower-fit crossbow is exquisitely made, but it is a good weapon for killing people." Wei Huo pulled off the flower-fit crossbow on the Hu man's back and looked over and over again.

Li Jian was a young master of a large family. He was well-known for many ancient books, and a specialist also explained to him the world's school. At this moment, he saw a small word "未" engraved on the flower-mounted crossbow in Wei Huo's hand.

"Is this the Mohist art?" Li Jian frowned.

Wei Huoze smiled and said, "The Mo family's mechanism should not be that simple. Judging from the assassination method, it means a bit like the Tang family in Shu. When I was walking in the world, I heard that an abandoned son of the Tang family was called Tang Mo, who liked to engrave names on the hidden weapons he made."

Li Jian looked at Wei Huo's eyes lit up, and turned his head and kicked the tattooed Hu man hard. He said, "Is it true that Hu man in the North can't make such exquisite things? Who gave this thing to you?"

The Hu people lived a nomadic life, mostly feeding on beef and mutton, fierce and warlike, and had very hard bones. When Li Jian kicked, the two Hu people who were controlled just snorted coldly and did not answer.

Seeing this situation, Li Jian raised his eyebrows and the spear in his palm was about to pierce the choking throat of the Hu leader.

Yan Saner, who was on the other side, turned her eyes and shouted: "Brother, I'll ask him."

Without waiting for Li Jian and Wei Huo to speak, Yan Saner ran to the place where the horses were tied. One of the war horses just pulled a lot of horse manure, and soaked with a soak of hot urine, which smelled extremely bad.

Yan Saner was not stingy with her clothes. She tried hard to tear off a piece of cloth from the corner of her clothes, picked up a large piece of horse manure that had been soaked in pissing and pulled it onto the cloth with branches, wrapped it up and ran back.

Looking at the leading Hu man, Yan Saner said with a smirk, "I'll give you some food today."

The Hu man was restrained by Li Jian and Wei Huo and could not resist. Yan Saner didn't think the horse manure was dirty and smelly at this moment. She smiled and took a large piece of horse manure with her hand, and swayed in front of the Hu leader's nose twice.

His eyes rolled around, looked at Wei Huo Xiao and said, "Third Brother, I will lend you a dagger to use."

Wei Huo saw him with a smirk, handed the dagger over and said, "I'm a killing sword, don't get it dirty."

Yan Saner nodded and borrowed the dagger. While the Hu leader was not paying attention, he suddenly inserted it hard on the back of his hand.

The leader of the Hu people suddenly felt pain and opened his mouth to scream. Before he could make a sound, Yan Saner stuffed the horse manure into his mouth.

"Vomit!" The Hu people's painful cry turned into a nauseous sound, and the feeling of horse feces urinating was thrusting into their heads.

Yan Saner looked at another Hu man with a smile and said, "Brother, if you have anything to say, I will still give him one."

Many people are not afraid of death, but they cannot stand this kind of dirty thing.

Unfortunately, the Hu man was the same. Seeing the tragic appearance of the leader, he looked at Li Jian and nodded repeatedly, which meant that he would answer questions and answer questions.

Seeing this, Yan Saner smiled proudly and said, "The Hu people are all mean and they don't eat horse manure and will not be transparent."

"This kind of flower-mounted crossbow can only be made by the Mo family and the Tang family in the middle of Shu. How did you get it?" Li Jian asked the Hu man.

When the Hu people saw their leader's mouth full of horse feces, they did not dare to delay, and immediately spoke in awkward words: "This is the equipment that Mo Tang, the master of our last branch, the VIP friend of the King of the Virtue."

After looking at Wei Huo, Li Jian was almost sure that Mo Tang was the abandoned son Tang Mo in Shu.

"Fourth brother, ask the Hu man if he is willing to answer our questions. If he is unwilling, he will eat all the horse manure and then kill it with one knife." Li Jian said.

Yan Saner kicked the Hu leader hard in the waist and cursed angrily: "Your grandma, have you heard it? If you want to answer, just say it, otherwise I will feed you all the horse manure."

When the Hu leader heard Yan Saner's words, he nodded repeatedly. He did not dare to speak, for fear that Yan Saner would take this opportunity to stuff the horse manure in his hand into his mouth again.

"Take them to both sides and ask about the treasures of Wuling." Li Jian ordered.

Yan Saner and Wei Huo nodded and walked to both sides with the Hu people.

Li Jian added a loud sentence: "If they say something differently, they will stuff their mouths with horse manure, pick out the tendons of their hands and feet, and throw them in the wilderness and waiting for death."

The Hu leader, who was originally planning to do something, immediately became honest after hearing this sentence.

The interrogation went very smoothly. These Hu people did come for the treasures of Wu Ling.

According to two Hu people, this Wuling treasure is located in the territory of Zhao, near Luerling and a village called Xiaogu Village.

There was a family in the family surnamed Fan, who was once the personal guard of King Wuling of Zhao. After King Wuling of Zhao died, they received a secret order to guard the treasures hidden by King Wuling of Zhao for generations.

As time goes by, the people of the Fan family gradually cannot remember where King Wuling of Zhao was treasured. Only the treasure maps of the family were placed in the safest place.

It is also the appearance of this martial spirit treasure.

The Fan family generation has produced a prodigal son named Fan Ba. Fan Ba ​​is lazy and after learning that there may be a treasure map of Wu Ling’s treasure at home, he intends to get involved.

He was driven out of the family by the head of the Fan family and would never be included in the family tree.

Fan Ba ​​was treated like this, not only did he not think about his own mistakes, but he vented all his resentment to the Fan family. He fled north and entered the Hu people's realm.

Because the southerners were dressed up, they were soon caught by the sub-branch and prepared to be killed. In order to save their lives, Fan Ba ​​told the secret of the Wuling treasure with added fuel to the fire.

The wise king of the last branch had never heard of so many treasures. He was immediately moved and asked Fan Ba ​​to lead a few Hu people to explore the way first.

Unfortunately, Fan Ba ​​was tall and shot to death by Li Jian the second one.
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