Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 117, No coincidence, no loss ([-])

Along the way, Liu Cunwen's convoy, who lived and slept in the open, was traveling at a slower speed due to the lack of a carriage, and some people had to walk.After crossing the Wu River, he hurried on his way cautiously. One day later, he left the boundary of Xijing and entered the area of ​​Jingzhao Mansion.

They were not familiar with the route along the way, they had inquired with the innkeeper in the previous town.After leaving the place where I lived yesterday, I need to walk for a day before I can rush to the next town store.

There is no one to ask for directions along the road, so I can only walk along the official road.Stop and go, the morning time has passed.

Liu Cunwen and the others planned to find a place to rest for a while and settle for lunch.After getting enough energy, take advantage of the sunshine in the afternoon and walk a little longer.

While everyone was discussing, Master Meng became nervous and kept looking back and forth.

"Father, is there something wrong?" Liu Cunwen's wife asked.

Mr. Meng said: "I haven't met many people for most of the day, but just now, I walked past two waves of passers-by.

We have to figure out a way now.The one or two waves of people who passed by just now did not come from any good sources, and they were probably spies. "

"Ah!" Some people lost their composure when they heard Mr. Meng's thoughts.Thinking back, it seemed that someone walked past me just now, and I didn't pay much attention to it.

Teacher Meng continued: "This is a place with no front to the village and no shop to the back. If we are surrounded by thieves, we may be in great trouble."

The housekeeper asked: "Old Meng, is there still time to go back now?"

Mr. Meng said, "We walked for a long time. I'm afraid we can't go back. We won't be able to get back to town before dark."

Liu Cunwen: "We can't sit still, let's go ahead and see if there is a suitable place, and then we can rest. I wrote a letter to my father before. His old man replied that he would send someone to meet us. Let's try our best to Go forward, the closer you are to Jingzhao Mansion, the more likely you will meet our people."

Master Meng shop nodded, there is no better way.

After walking a short distance, I saw a dilapidated grass pavilion on the side of the road, and a dozen people were resting inside.

Master Meng glanced at it, his heart pounding, but he turned his head and spoke calmly, as if chatting normally.

"Those people are not right, let's not stop, keep going forward, if you move your hands, rush forward."

Hearing Master Meng's words, everyone became nervous, and many people deliberately avoided the direction of Caoting.

Master Meng was nervous and ignored his second son.Without noticing, he had quietly taken off the large Yanling saber, put it on a long pole, and turned it into a plain saber.

Everyone approached the grass pavilion step by step, and passed the grass pavilion slowly, the hearts of the servants were about to jump out of their throats.However, those people in the grass pavilion did not move.The convoy left the grass pavilion and continued on, but nothing happened.

The steward and the servants silently recited in their hearts: "Amitabha!"

Some people wondered if they were too nervous.

"Woo————" Mr. Meng reined in his horse.

The convoy stopped.

The official road is not far away, there is a turn, and a carriage is crossing the road.There were seven or eight people around the carriage, all armed with weapons, looking at Liu Cunwen's convoy jokingly.

Several people in the convoy turned their heads subconsciously and looked in the direction they had come.The person who was sitting in the grass pavilion just now has come out and blocked the way.

"Get ready guys, listen to my password." After Master Meng finished speaking, he urged the horse to go up first.

Someone from the other party came out more and more, it was a lean man with a hooked nose and side whiskers.The man was riding on a horse, watching the convoy approaching.

Mr. Meng clasped his fists together: "This friend, borrow a way!"

The bearded man ignored him: "Master Liu Cunwen, the Sa family is here to see you off—"

"Pfft—" The man wanted to say that he would give you a ride, but he was interrupted by the sound of gold and iron piercing into the flesh.

Immediately afterwards, the horse under the whiskers neighed, threw a prong, and threw him to the ground.

The accident happened too fast, the overly nervous person shivered, and the others were stunned for a moment.

"Pfft—" there was another sound.

Now Mr. Meng could see clearly that his second son had already rushed up silently with the simple knife.

The second son is just a little silly, not stupid.First stabbed the opponent's leader's horse with a knife.The second knife turned over a dazed subordinate of the opponent, and then he shouted: "There is so much nonsense--"

This kid is so strong, he cut a big hole in the opponent's body with one knife, and all kinds of liquids are sprayed out with the water, just like opening a dye shop.

The people around who were sprayed all over their heads and faces finally reacted under the stimulation of blood.

The two sides shouted and fought in one place.In an instant, countless bright red flowers bloomed.

The swordsmen who gathered around were desperate as if they were venting because they were taken advantage of by others.

Although the Wufeng Dao of the Meng family is a small sect, its saber skills have been tempered by generations, and Master Meng's sons and daughters are also up to the mark.However, only five of them know martial arts, and each of them has to deal with three to five people.

The composition of the opponent's swordsmen should be varied, and there are many good players among them.

The swordsmen have always wanted to break into the protection circle of the Liu family.It's a pity that the knife in Liu Cunwen's wife's hand is too powerful. Every time someone approaches the carriage, they will be taken down with one knife.

Every time the swordsmen rushed to kill, several people would fall down, and they still clung to their opponents tightly.Mr. Meng and a few others also lost the lottery.

Master Meng knew that something was wrong, if he couldn't run out today, his whole family would probably be here, and he had already said hello several times, asking his daughter to take the child to run first.But this girl didn't know what was wrong, she just couldn't bear to leave.If the delay continues, the whole family will be left here.

There was a sound of horseshoes on the official road.

Some of the swordsmen looked back, and there were about three or four people coming from a distance, and they rushed here at full speed.When they get closer, they can clearly see that the leader is a young man dressed as a Toutuo.

It was He Yuan who came.

He Yuan was away from home, and because he was not familiar with geography, he needed a guide to guide him.In order to guard against any danger on the road, he often sent two ghosts out to take turns to inquire.With these two ear gods, he can avoid some side roads or dangerous places.

At lunch today, Tian Laoliu came back and said that there were people fighting in front of him. After listening to the detailed description, he asked the old servant Liu Zhong again. He immediately knew the situation of Liu Shaopei's eldest son was not good, so he hurriedly brought the man with him. He started to rush towards the place where the incident happened.

When the six horses arrived nearby, He Yuan asked Liu Zhong to confirm.After only a few glances, Liu Zhong immediately trembled: "This—this is the eldest son's family."

He Yuan told Master Liang and Liu Zhong to stay here and wait for them to come back to reconcile.With the remaining three guards, he rushed to the battle group.

Immediately seeing the situation clearly, he ordered several guards: "I'm going to save people, you don't separate, let alone get into a battle group, find a way to move the carriage blocking the way."

As he spoke, he was already approaching the battlefield.
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