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The voices of the Fanren making fun became louder and their movements became more and more presumptuous. The women swallowed their anger and burst into tears, feeling very desperate.

The leader of the team on horseback sang loudly, and the four entourages echoed in the rear, their voices high and triumphant.

Just when the Fanren were overjoyed, a woman suddenly rushed out from the team, pulling all the people in front and behind with great strength, and she bumped her head against a big rock by the side of the road.

With a "bang", the dull and loud sound exploded in everyone's ears. Blood bloomed and bloomed all over the place. The woman's body fell limply, her eyes wide open, and she could not rest in peace.

The frightened Fanren screamed, and another person stepped forward to kick the dead woman, beat her severely with a whip, and with fierce eyes, cursed and untied her from the rope, and threw her in the grass beside her.

The man on horseback stopped singing, turned around and waved his whip, and yelled at them sharply. Those other people obediently listened to the training with their heads down. When the man on horseback turned around and continued to move forward, they stopped making fun of them and turned to staring at these women viciously.

The women watched the tragedy happen, they were all speechless in shock, even the tears dried up in their eye sockets, the faces of the two nearest were pale, their hands and feet were trembling, and they dared not wipe off the splattered blood on their faces.

They didn't want to die, but death seemed the best option.

Song Huiyue lowered her voice and asked in Hu Jinyu's ear, "What did you say?"

Hu Jinyu held his breath, not daring to smell the paper-wrapped incense on her body, and said after a while: "He said it was for the King of the North Courtyard, and told these people not to mess around. If another one died, they would take ten more." Come to pay compensation."

Song Huiyue couldn't help frowning when she heard this: "He hates Han people, why would he let Han people serve him, and there is also a woman who is about to give birth?"

Hu Jinyu thought for a while: "I heard that the king of the North Court can drink human milk."

Song Huiyue didn't speak any more, feeling something was wrong in her heart, seeing this group of people entered their encirclement, she made a decisive decision and ordered to do it.

The group of people divided into three groups and rushed out from the bushes, blocking the way of the group of people. The leader stopped his horse, drew out the long knife hanging from his waist, and looked at the group of people without rashness. Han people.

This group of Han people gave him a very bad feeling. He wanted to rush over, but the long knives in their hands were enough to cut off the horse's leg under his crotch.

The guards behind him also drew out their knives and stared at the person vigilantly.

The group of women looked at the people who appeared suddenly, and saw that although their clothes looked like foreign people, but their faces were clearly Han Chinese, they were overjoyed and shouted for help.

The guards immediately raised their whips and whipped them hard.

The help from the women's mouths turned into screams of pain and screams, and they dared not speak again, but only looked at the small group of unknown Han people with scorching eyes.

The leader frowned and asked loudly why they came.

Song Huiyue pushed Hu Jinyu, and Hu Jinyu walked forward with a bad face, and began to tell her reason for coming in moving words.

"We are businessmen, and we came here to sell an ivory carving to the King of the North Courtyard. The goods are in the car, and you can look at them, but the people here don't seem to welcome us and don't guide us. In order not to return empty-handed, we It had to be done.”

When the leader heard this, he immediately smiled contemptuously, mobilized all the Chinese he knew, and despised all the rhino horn and ivory carved in the Central Plains, thinking that the carved things were as weak as the Central Plains people.

Hu Jinyu let him belittle him, and after he finished speaking, he said: "We also brought high-quality tea, the king will definitely like it."

The fanman on the horse laughed again, and only after Hu Jinyu kept offering treasures did he raise his chin: "Bring the toothbrush, let me have a look."

Hu Jinyu quickly signaled He Jianghuai to pick it up.

He Jianghuai threw the long knife back into the Taiping cart, found a sandalwood box in the Taiping cart, opened the lid and put it down, walked to the horse, and showed the contents inside to the leader.

Inside the box is the ivory sculpture of "Pamantad Bodhisattva Riding an Elephant". The elegant white and delicate ivory glows with a gentle luster in the setting sun, showing the simple and elegant atmosphere of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva even more.

The leader couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, bent over to get the wooden box: "Give it to me."

The moment he bent down, He Jianghuai shot suddenly, and the sharp knife was pressed against his neck, and a drop of blood dripped down on the solemn face of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

Just as Fanren was about to fight back, He Jianghuai's knife was thrown forward again, and he threw Puxian Bodhisattva away, and grabbed his arm tightly, ready to drag him off the horse at any time.

Tian Jiguang didn't know when he walked to the other side and restrained him with a long knife.

He Jianghuai's shots were quick and accurate. He adapted very quickly from the road of businessman to Song Huiyue, as if he was born to be a reckless person, and he would transform immediately whenever he had the opportunity.

"Don't move, our master just wants to take a walk with you."

The leader's eyes widened in horror, and he cursed again, furiously, but his voice was three points weaker than before.

The people behind him tried to come forward to help, and as soon as they rode forward, Tian Jiguang immediately drew a bloody gash on the leader's hand with the blade. The leader endured the pain and glared at Tian Jiguang with his eyes.

Tian Jiguang is keen to follow Song Huiyue's footsteps, so his expression and behavior are all biased towards Song Huiyue-the words are kind, but the actions are clean and bloody.

"Master Hu, please stay where they are and be honest, otherwise my knives will be dishonest."

Hu Jinyu was dumbfounded by this sudden change - he didn't know there would be a surprise attack.

There was rumbling in his ears, only the sound of his own rapid heartbeat, and he couldn't help taking a step back, wanting to stay away from this group of people—a group of desperadoes!
He conveyed Tian Jiguang's words in a panicked voice.

Those guards stopped their movements as expected, they were all full of anger, their eyes were red, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

Song Huiyue walked over, and a mosquito bit a big bump on the tip of her nose, which was red and swollen, making her look ridiculous.

She bent down to pick up the Samantabhadra Bodhisattva that fell on the grass, wiped off the blood with care, and handed it to Hu Jinyu behind her. She raised her head and asked, "Who are you from the Great King's Mansion in the North Courtyard?"

The leader answered irrelevantly: "Your Majesty will kill you!"

Song Huiyue smiled and said, "Your king, you are already dead."

"Nonsense! Cunning people from the Central Plains! I won't be fooled." The leader was so annoyed that he uttered three sentences in Chinese in a row.

Song Huiyue smiled lightly and didn't talk to him any more.

She thought that Yelu Qizhen must be dead, if not, the general flag would appear, and the good news would spread to every vault, but now both the general flag and Yinxiao disappeared without a trace, and the Fanren began to give Yeluqi Zhen search for women who enjoy.

If she guessed correctly, it should be that the Liao army concealed the news of the death, but secretly wanted to use Han people to bury Yelu Qizhen.