he walks in the world

Chapter 8

When the ambushing members of the Juyi Gang arrived, the battle almost turned into a one-sided trend. One ship after another was broken, and many members of the Nanshan Gang fell into the river one after another. There was also a melee on the boat. In the boundless rain, traces of rain were mixed with bloodstains, and on the river surface, the waves were choppy, and blood floated down.

In the Qingshan Canyon, there was chaos, and the people of the Nanshan Gang had no intention of continuing to fight, and less than half of the people left were all wounded and trying to break through. However, this opportunity finally came, and the Juyi Gang It is also determined to die to the end.

The waves on the river rose from the middle, spreading towards the surroundings one wave after another. A hundred steps away from the battle circle, a flat boat rose and fell with the waves. Two people on the boat stood quietly one behind the other. It was Du Ruo and Heitou.

On the straw coir raincoat and bamboo hat, billowing jade beads were falling slowly, and the cool breeze was blowing. Du Ruo looked at the battlefield with his usual expression, even though the smell of fresh blood was pungent, the wailing was very shrill, and there were broken arms and legs following him. The waves came, but he remained motionless like a mountain.

On the contrary, the black head behind him was very nervous. What he was nervous about was not the bloody battle, but that he was worried about this weak leader. The leader's body is really too weak to bear the wind and cold.

Originally, they didn't agree with Du Ruo coming here in person, but the leader just waved his hand slightly to everyone's rebuttals, and stopped there. No one dared to object anymore, so he could only let the absolute combat power of the black head stay as a guard. For this proposal, the gang leader did not refuse, otherwise they really don't know what to do.

No matter how fierce the battle was, Heitou didn't take a second look, but watched the leader closely, not allowing any surprises to happen to the leader. When he heard Du Ruo speak, he was shocked and raised his head hastily.

Under the coir raincoat, Du Ruona slenderly pointed forward, and asked, "Heitou, who is that young man? In the battle hall of the Nanshan Gang, besides Wei Mang, there is actually someone with such combat power. Why haven't I heard of it before? "

Heitou looked in the direction Du Ruo pointed, although it was a little dark at night, but fortunately, the cargo ships of the Juyi Gang were all lit with torches, so they could barely see that there was actually one person in the Nanshan Gang who was extremely brave.

Half of the young man's coir raincoat was cut off, and the bamboo hat was gone. Half of the green shirt was exposed on his body, and he held a long steel sword in his hand. People seem to be a little bad at water warfare, and they always have scruples when they strike their swords. Several times they failed to make meritorious deeds because the boat under their feet was turbulent.

Heitou stared at the man for a while, and was also a little puzzled. Suddenly, he suddenly said: "Master, I remembered. I heard before that Wei Mang has a nephew who seems to have joined a big school. This man is very tough. It may be Wei Mang's nephew, there are not many masters in the Nanshan Gang, and I have never heard of anyone who uses a sword."

A few drops of rain fell slowly on the bamboo hat. Du Ruo looked at the battlefield calmly, and said slowly, "It turns out that he is a disciple of the Great Sect. No wonder the tricks in his moves are extraordinary, not bad!"

In the melee in the Qingshan Canyon, the master swordsman really stands out from the crowd. Every move is very particular, and it is a bit less ruthless. Unlike others, there is no skill at all, even Wei Mang and Luo The two bearded men fought with each other, fighting for speed, strength, and ruthlessness.

But that young man is different. His shots are very different. They are very skillful. They rarely simply compete in strength. They almost always aim at some special parts of the body. As long as they touch the body with a sword, they can basically achieve something. , Among the moves, it is also quite gorgeous.

The rain on the river gradually became heavier, but the sound of clattering was covered by the sound of fighting. Only the raindrops the size of soybeans falling on the bamboo hat resounded in the ears, like the chaotic sound of huqin.

The burning torches on the cargo ship were also extinguished,
In the pure darkness, there is a shrill voice,

The smell of blood is gradually covered by the rain,
I can't see clearly on the river!

Du Ruo turned around slowly, and said softly, "Let's go to Daqingshan."

Heitou was slightly taken aback, he was a little bit, he could clearly hear the sound of fierce fighting, but he didn't ask too much, put the knife back on his back, held the oar, and shook it vigorously, the boat flew like an arrow off the string, and quickly Drive forward.

The waves on the river are rolling and gradually disappearing, only the circles and ripples splashed by the boat, and the rain flowers that the raindrops fall on the water, like small whirlpools, in this misty night , is still not obvious.

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Daqing Mountain happened to surround Wutong Town in the mountains. This mountain is very high and steep. For many years, it has been hated by several towns around Wutong Town. It was not until the government opened an aerial plank road halfway up the mountain that it gave way. It saved half a day's journey, and later it became a landscape in Wutong Town. In the past, there was only one canyon here, but there were very few passenger ships, and many people couldn't afford it. There are many people going here. Even now, people passing by during the day People are also considered lively.

At the foot of the mountain, more than a dozen wounded coir raincoats came ashore from the river, and quickly came to the sky plank road. This group of people was very embarrassed. No one's coir raincoats were intact, and some people simply lost the coir raincoats. Bamboo hats, however, are still carrying weapons.

This group of people was the members of the Nanshan Gang who had escaped from the Qingshan Canyon. Wei Mang, the leader, was no longer as imposing as before. He was wet and bloody, his hair was messy, and he was running panting and panting. It was the young man in the green shirt holding the sword. This young man was much better, except that his hair was a little messed up and his clothes were torn, but he was not injured.

The young man supported Wei Mang, his face was very pale, and there was a sense of exhaustion in his expression.

After landing on the shore, Wei Mang let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the young man next to him, and said in a low voice: "Zhang'er, it's my uncle who got you in trouble. I wanted to show you around, but I didn't expect to put you in danger." gone."

Wei Zhang took a deep breath, although he was still nervous, he didn't complain, and said, "Second Uncle, don't say that, when I was in the teacher's school, the master said that wandering around in the rivers and lakes is a matter of life and death, besides, This is what I asked for..."

Taking a deep breath again, Wei Zhang said: "However, I have to admit that I have seen murder and killed people myself, but I have never seen today's scene. I have to say that the Juyi Gang That scholar gang leader is an amazing person!"

"Hmph," Wei Mang snorted, and said, "It's just a yellow-mouthed boy, what a big deal he is. People from the Juyi Gang always boast that Du Ruo is a fool. Great, why don't you plant some ambushes in Daqingshan?"

At this time, the Nanshan gang had already reached the halfway up the mountain.

Daqing Mountain is very high and steep. There is a section of the sky plank road that slopes downward, from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain. There are cliffs on both sides.

When Wei Mang came here, he couldn't help sneering. If Du Ruo really had a plan, he should have laid an ambush here. Just a few people would be enough to kill them. Now the dozen or so remnants have already left Halfway through, there was no ambush.

However, as soon as he said that, Wei Zhang's face changed, he grabbed Wei Mang, and said urgently: "Uncle, hurry up, retreat down the mountain, there must be an ambush here, although I don't know Du Ruo well, but With the fact that he was able to make a fuss about being raided against my Nanshan Gang this time, I don't believe he would not have thought of ambushing here!"

"You look down on that yellow-mouthed kid too much," Wei Mang said, "He's just a poor scholar who is dead on studying..."

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the sky plank road on the mountainside, laughing loudly, spreading far and far in this mountain.

"Wei Mang, your mother was just a butcher back then, yet you dare to speak out loudly and look down on my family leader's study, I really don't know where you got the courage from!"

Wei Mang's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Wang Sanhu..."

Juyi Gang Qingfengtang Wang Sanhu, in Shuixi County, people in the rivers and lakes will secretly call "Smiling Tiger", not satirizing Wang Sanhu's scheming, because Wang Sanhu really has no scheming, but simply because Wang Sanhu likes to laugh and is a big fat man, With a big belly, he always smiles wherever he goes, which is quite joyful.

But Wei Mang also knew that although Wang Sanhu looked chubby and harmless to humans and animals, he had wandered around the rivers and lakes at a young age. When there was no Juyi Gang, he was famous in the Shuixi area, especially In the past few years, we have often dealt with each other, and Wei Mang knows better, Wang Sanhu is as cruel as his stomach is.

Through the light of the fire, when he saw Wang Sanhu, he felt a lump in his heart and shouted: "Come up for me, this is the last chance to survive!"

He knew that with Wang Sanhu's ruthlessness, it was impossible to survive, and the only chance was to attack head-on!

However, the group of remnants of the Nanshan Gang, who had already been beaten very timidly, had no intention of fighting anymore, and immediately five or six people turned their heads and ran down the mountain.

Less than ten people followed Wei Mang and rushed up the mountain.

Just before Wei Mang and the others rushed up a few steps, they heard a few screams from below. They looked back and saw that the plank road in the middle was broken, and the five or six people who fled fell down. On the cliff, the heavy falling sound seemed to hit everyone's hearts.

Either a powder body or broken bones.

"It's a pity," Wang Sanhu said with a grin, "It's a pity that Wei Mang didn't run away, but it doesn't matter..."

Wang Sanhu waved his hand, and several people rushed out behind him, each of them holding a boulder in their hands.

"Smash me!"

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(End of this chapter)