chewing dragon

Chapter 2
A big yellow dog lay crouching on the ground by the courtyard gate. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked over, barking softly.

It looked extremely old, with matted, matted fur, bald in places.Although he was awake at this moment, he didn't have the slightest intention to get up, and his eyelids couldn't stop drooping down.

Qi Jingzhi stepped over the old yellow dog, opened the door and said, "If you don't go into the mountains today, take care of your house, and don't let irrelevant people and beasts disturb Grandpa's rest."

Regardless of whether it could understand or not, the young man went out on his own, closed the courtyard door with his backhand, descended the hill like the wind under his feet, and walked quickly towards the mountain pass in the east of the village.

On the way, he met a few villagers who got up early and worked hard. He greeted them with smiles and exchanged casual greetings, but he didn't stop on his feet.

The mountain pass in the east of the village is sandwiched between two mountain walls, like a gateway, and it is the only way for Shanqian Village to reach the county.It's just that the population in the village is too small, and the mountain roads are difficult to walk. On weekdays, few people come in and out from here.

There is an old tree at the mountain pass. Its huge canopy is bathed in the sunlight and casts a large shadow.

Qi Jingzhi walked into the shade of the tree, leaned against the rough tree trunk, squinted his eyes and looked towards the direction of the county.

The sunlight leaking from the top of his head was a bit dazzling, and he could only vaguely see the continuous black outline on the horizon.

After waiting patiently for more than an hour, a figure riding a donkey finally appeared in his vision.

The young man's breathing was suddenly heavy, his eyes were fixed on the other party, and his right hand subconsciously touched the left sleeve.

As the figure gradually approached, Qi Jingzhi finally saw the appearance of the person coming.

This person was less than 30 years old, and had a pair of thick eyebrows, with protruding browbones, deep-set eye sockets, and a sinister look in his eyes.

"It's him! The yamen servant in the county, Chen Er!"

When Qi Jingzhi mentioned the tiger problem in Nangang to the old man, he only casually said that he heard it from someone when he entered the city, but in fact he heard it from Chen Er.

Yesterday, the other party stopped him in the street, and there were many threatening words in his words, which meant that he would distribute the tiger hunting errand to the grandparents of the Qi family if it was not beneficial.

In the county yamen, officials like Chen Er are at the head of the patrol and arresting Dutou, and at the top is Dianshi.

Although Qi Jingzhi didn't fully believe Chen Er's threat, he never dared to take it lightly.

After confirming the identity of the visitor, the boy's heart suddenly calmed down.

He looked around and saw that there was no third person near Zuojin, so he raised a smiling face and greeted him from a distance, "Master Chen, you are here all the time!"

Chen Er on the donkey's back naturally also saw Qi Jingzhi, his thick eyebrows frowned immediately, and asked impatiently: "What good thing is it that I have to let Mr. Chen go there early in the morning?"

Qi Jingzhi smiled brightly, ran up to Chen Er in small steps, supported the skinny donkey's neck and said in a low voice: "The things people in the mountains can get are naturally those things buried in the soil, and they are all washed out when there is a heavy rain and mountain torrents." Yes, it's worth the money!"

Chen Er regained his energy when he heard the words, raised his leg and kicked Qi Jingzhi's chest, kicking the boy until he fell to the ground.

There was a greedy and fierce light in his eyes, and he said cursingly: "What nonsense, you brat, why don't you lead the way!"

Qi Jingzhi got up sloppily, not caring about patting the dust off his body, reached out and grabbed the skinny donkey by the bit, and walked up the hillside by the road.

Chen Er couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this, and immediately kicked the young man's waist and eyes again, and said harshly, "Aren't you kidding me? Why don't you go into the village and run up the mountain instead?"

Qi Jingzhi staggered forward a few steps before he stabilized his figure, the smile on his face became wider, and he turned around and explained: "Master Chen, it is said that wealth should not be revealed, some good things don't say sending them to the county, just take them It’s too eye-catching to go back to the village. I built a wooden house in the mountains, and no one knows about it except my grandpa.”

Only then was Chen Er satisfied, and he said leisurely: "The old man in your family ran out of Mr. Dianshi with a few words and a few words, and begged for a reward of twenty spine sticks, but he was still able to pretend to be half-dead, and was carried out of the county office. So he escaped from the job of hunting tigers. Unexpectedly, this little bastard is just as cunning and cunning, really, like his father, he must have his grandson!"

After he finished speaking, he smiled complacently, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, even if your grandparents are as cunning as ghosts, you still have to drink the foot-washing water from Mr. Chen! The ugly words are before, if I can't satisfy me today, hehe , but it’s not just as simple as peeling off the skin!”

Hearing this, the young man who was leading the way paused, his smile became a bit bitter, and his tone became a little more cautious: "Master Chen's eyes are like a torch, how can our little knowledge be enough? It's just my small door. Small family, there are only so many good things, it is enough to show filial piety to you, but Dutou, Dianshi and other lords..."

"Tch! You're also delusional!"

Hearing this, Chen Er couldn't help but sneered and said: "Arranging Orion's support errands, why do you need to worry about such a big thing? As long as Master Chen doesn't say anything, who will remember that old thing in your house? If Master Dianshi always Thinking about competing with a hunter in the mountains, that would be too shameful."

"So that's it! Then our grandparents will have to rely on Master Chen a lot!"

While talking, the two of them and the donkey had already moved away from the dirt road in front of the mountain pass, climbed up and then crossed a low slope. At this time, even if someone passed by the road, they could not see the scene on the side of the low slope.

Qi Jingzhi stopped suddenly, looked around first, then turned to face Chen Er, asked with a bright smile and respectful tone: "Master Chen, what do you think of the scenery here?"

When Chen Er heard this, he subconsciously looked around and saw that there was nothing but weeds on the short slope, and anger rose in his heart immediately.

Just as he was about to ask questions, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. When he lowered his head, he saw a sharp knife piercing obliquely from bottom to top, piercing his heart!
Chen Er stared at the handle of the knife in disbelief, and made a ho-ho sound from his mouth, but it was a pity that blood had gushed out of his throat, blocking all his words, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"According to Mr. Chen, the matter of asking for benefits from our grandparents is not the instruction of the masters in the county government, but your own decision?"

Qi Jingzhi's tone was still respectful, but there was no more emotional turmoil.

His right hand was always firmly holding the handle of the knife, without any trembling, while his left hand was still holding tightly to the donkey's bit, preventing the animal, stimulated by the bloody smell of its master, from moving.

Hearing the boy's question, Chen Er looked up with difficulty, and happened to meet a pair of calm and deep eyes.

A bone-chilling chill surged up from the bottom of his heart, and he had no chance of surviving.

The greed and evil in this yamen servant's eyes had long since disappeared, only extreme remorse remained, his lips were pursed, as if he still wanted to say something.

While staring at each other silently, the young man suddenly drew his knife, bringing up a smear of bright red blood.

Poke again!Stab again!
The gushing blood flowed over the blade, soaked the handle, covered the boy's palm, and then spread along the wrist to the forearm.

The light in Chen Er's eyes dissipated immediately, his head sank down, and he fell off the donkey's back, face down and fell heavily on the ground.

The bright red blood quickly soaked a large area of ​​green grass.

Hold yourself in the sword, kill in the world of mortals!

Qi Jingzhi looked at Chen Er who was not moving at his feet, and said softly: "Master Chen, if you give me two feet, I will pay you back two knives. Let's... clear it up!"

(End of this chapter)