The Fish of the Nine Swords hides thunder

【3】Lion Cai(3)

Just when Hou Guoxing's killing machine was surging, Sun Qifeng's feet were soaking in hot water. Half a day of grain and rice was collected at Todaiji Temple, and the next half a day was a boat and a car, and both feet were sore and painful, and I was really tired.

Half a month ago, a person came to Rongcheng's home to visit. The man, who claimed to be Ruan Zhiwen, was holding a letter. The letter was from the old lady of Dingxing Lu, who invited him to collect grain at the canal dock of Jining Dongda Temple to rescue the refugees in Xuzhou. Although Sun Qifeng was a Confucian student, he had always been generous and boasted of haojie, and immediately agreed with great enthusiasm.

Nguyen Chi Min said that he was going to prepare the boat. When you arrive at Todaiji Temple, someone will help you with everything. Sun Qifeng thought that he had done things in his life as a person, and he had no shame in his heart, so he rode alone to the Dongda Temple.

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at Todaiji Temple, the old imam of Todaiji Temple immediately gave him a warm welcome. Immediately, Ruan Zhiwen sent a large amount of silver money, and Sun Qifeng opened up the amount to buy grain and rice. Hui people scattered everywhere, the old imam a word, immediately there are countless Hui people pushing grain and rice to the dock. In just a few days, three major ships of grain and rice were successfully collected and sent to Xuzhou.

On the night that Sun Qifeng arrived at Dongda Temple, a man came to Dongda Temple with a letter. The letter was still from the old lady of the deer, and told herself that the matter of the Todaiji Temple was over, and immediately rushed to the YulinJi. Yue Lin Ji Sun QiFeng is known, Kong Fuzi is absolutely brilliant in Obtaining Lin!

Hou Guoxing naturally did not know Sun Qifeng's destination, let alone the Divine Beast Qilin . He was now planning how to kill Sun Qifeng.

In his bookcase, in addition to the two books on it, underneath it was a night-time suit and a soft sword with a hundred refined steel around his fingers. This soft sword was carefully crafted by Wei Zhongxian who took special care of the skilled craftsmen of the East Factory. Including the night-time coat, it was also woven into Ugin silk, not afraid of swords and arrows.

I waited until the third day before I left the Land Temple. Hou Guoxing chose to hide in the Land Temple, and naturally had his reasons. In the Ming Dynasty, the common people never called the land temple the land temple, but called it the leather field temple.

After Zhu Yuanzhang, who sat in the world with his hands clasped in his empty fists, he deeply resented the corruption of officials and ordered all officials who were corrupt to be sent to the back of the Land Temple to be skinned. This is also the Hongwu Emperor who passed down to later generations to sit in the world - corrupt officials skinned. Don't say night, even during the day, no one wants to go near this land temple.

However, Hou Guoxing is not afraid, and he can rest assured and boldly recuperate.

At the moment when Hou Guoxing walked out of the Land Temple, he suddenly heard a very light sigh. If you don't listen carefully, it's like a breeze sweeping through the treetops. Hou Guoxing's body tightened, and as soon as his body floated, the person fell onto the roof of the Land Temple.

The night breeze was blowing, and there was nothing but a few lonely trees. Did I hear it wrong? He hesitated for a moment and jumped off the roof. I looked left and right again, only to stabilize my mind for a moment and quickly swept towards the village.

The village was not large, and Hou Guoxing was outside the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

It was already dark in the courtyard.

Sun Qifeng was a group of more than ten people, and although this courtyard was not large, there were also more than a dozen houses. Hou Guoxing only saw from a distance that Sun Qifeng and others lived in this courtyard. As for which room Sun Qifeng lived in, Hou Guoxing was really inaccurate for a while.

After a little thought, he jumped down. Turning to the firewood stack outside the wall, he took out the secret fire made by the Jinyi Guard.

Hou Guoxing was just about to unscrew the cap of the Thousand Mile Fire when he overheard the wind behind his head. Leaning down sharply, a dark weapon flew over with a night hat attached to it.

Hou Guoxing immediately remembered the sigh of the Land Temple. It's not that I heard it wrong, but that I've long been targeted. With one hand on the firewood stack, the figure reversed, leaning against the firewood stack. At the same time, the cold light flashed, and the soft sword cut out a curtain of cold sensen light. In a blink of an eye, a figure suddenly drifted away. If it weren't for the quick reaction, I was afraid that I would have already hit the man's way.

In the darkness, the man's whiskers were like halberds, shaking like a lion.

Hou Guoxing leaned back against the firewood and grass stack, and suddenly smelled a foul smell. The afterglow of the corner of the eye was swept away, and less than a foot away there was an object embedded in the firewood and grass stack, the square head of the cylinder, flowering on all sides, and it was clearly a broken boot, emitting an unpleasant smell. I heard a pop just now, it must be it.

No wonder the wind is so loud? Such a long distance, such a great force, if it really hits his head, he is afraid that he will faint even if he does not die.

Lion!

In a trance, Hou Guoxing suddenly remembered a person.

Jinyiwei and the people of Dongchang knew that it was impossible to unify the jianghu, but they never stopped collecting information about the jianghu people. As long as there is a little bit of reputation, the factory guards will not let go, and spare no effort to snare their respective flags.

However, until now, this lion man only has the nickname of the jianghu, the origin of the teacher, the surname and name, how high the martial arts are, and even how old he is, he has not even figured out how old he is, and he belongs purely to the kind of character who sees the beginning and the end of the dragon. As for the characters of the rivers and lakes, those who can be drawn together will be drawn together, those who can be removed will be eliminated, and those who cannot be drawn together and inconvenient to get rid of will be strictly guarded. As soon as there is any wind and grass, immediately the soldiers will press the border and cut the grass and remove the roots. Only this lion beggar, suddenly Jiangnan, suddenly Saibei, floating clouds drifting, no fixed place to live.

Such a figure is the most feared by the factory guards, and more than once sent out masters to secretly pursue and kill. However, the people sent out either returned in vain, or the mud cattle went into the sea and had no information. When I met him at this time, I was afraid that it would not be a good thing!

In the face of the master in the master, Hou Guoxing did not dare to act rashly. Maybe it was a missed blow, and the lion was also standing three feet away, motionless.

Suddenly, the bell hidden behind the ear shook, and then shook several times in a row. Hou Guoxing smiled, his knees bent slightly, and suddenly jumped up, the soft sword shook out a blossom of sword flowers, and the lion's upper three roads were shrouded in sword light.

This was a must-kill skill that Hou Guoxing learned from a sword master of Jinyiwei: ceiling. This time, however, it did not go to full strength. Hou Guoxing knew that even if he fought with all his might, he would not take advantage of a star and a half, and if he didn't make a mistake, he would put himself in it. It looks like the sword is fierce, but in fact it has left enough stamina.

Sure enough, as Hou Guoxing predicted, the lion leaned back, kicked the ground, flew up, and kicked Hou Guoxing's back heart. Hou Guoxing did not wait for the sword to use the old, his left arm was bent and extended, and he pushed on the foot of the lion, and with the strength of the lion, he immediately floated out of the three zhang.

What a force! With a sigh of relief in his heart, he kept on his feet and went straight to the outside of the village. The lion kicked the air and held up on the ground with one hand, and when the person stood up, Hou Guoxing had already floated out of the sky ten feet away.

Little monkey cub, I'm tired of you today! A smile appeared on the lion's face, and he followed Hou Guoxing without leaving.

The ringing bell behind Hou Guoxing's ear is one of the secret utensils of the East Factory.

Although it is only the size of a fingernail, as long as someone nearby blows a special copper whistle, although it is inaudible at close range, the bell within ten miles can be sounded. Not only can you know the distance, but you can also know whether the other party is prepared and how many people there are.

Of course, this is all the secret of the East Factory, and only officials from more than a thousand households know and use it. Hou Guoxing was in Jinyiwei, but because of his special status, he had the privilege of being in Tingling.

Through Ying Zhen, Hou Guoxing knew that the hill five miles away from the village was ready to let him hurry up. Who would this be? Although Hou Guoxing had some doubts in his heart, he still decided to rush over. Whoever it was over there was better than the lion in the back.

The five or six mile journey is really nothing at Hou Guoxing's feet, and a cup of tea will arrive.

The news from the ringing made him immediately go up the mountain, and Hou Guoxing did not stop at his feet, and directly went up the hill. The lion in the back also saw the hill. Seeing that Hou Guoxing had ascended the mountain, he wanted to catch up. As soon as the figure swept up, he heard a snap of a finger above.

Not good! With a single thought, the tip of his toe was a little on the hillside, and the whole person flipped backwards, untied the torn clothes on his body, and stirred up the windmill. Almost at the same time, the mountain roared violently, and when you listened to the sound, you knew that it was the Zhuge God Crossbow of the Iron Arrow. The arrow is eight inches long, and ten arrows are fired at once. After the improvement of the East Factory, the strength is even stronger.

When the lion chased Hou Guoxing, it was like a leisurely stroll, and now it was like a rapid retreat backwards like the ebb tide of the river and the sea. In the blink of an eye, he withdrew a few inches away, and in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared into the night. Another finger sounded, and with a few short hisses, silence returned.

Two people stood up behind a small mountain bag. One was Hou Guoxing, and the other had wrinkles on his face, but he didn't have a beard. Seeing that the lion was far away, Hou Guoxing breathed softly and said, "Gonggong Liang, how do you know that I am here?" ”

Duke Liang was a close eunuch of Wei Zhongxian, Liang Dong. Listening to Hou Guoxing's words, Liang Dong smiled and said, "As soon as the young lord arrives in Jining, we will know." ”

Hou Guoxing was the son of Keshi, and Keshi and Wei Zhongxian were the rivals of Yufeng, and Wei Zhongxian oversaw the East Factory. Therefore, everyone in the East Factory called Hou Guoxing the Young Lord.

Hou Guoxing said, "Then you must also know that I am being followed by the lion." ”

Liang Dong shook his head and said, "The lion didn't follow you." He has been protecting Sun Qifeng. Otherwise, he wouldn't have run to the door of the inn early in the morning to sing lotus flowers. ”

It turned out that the lotus flower that was not kissed was sung to himself, and he was really too careless. Some hatred said, "Is it so cheap Sun Qifeng?" ”

Liang Dong smiled and said, "Don't worry." If you want to do it, do a big vote. ”

bigger? Hou Guoxing turned his head to look at Liang Dong. Liang Dong said, "What can you stand up to by killing a Sun Qifeng?" At most, it is to hit the grass and scare the snake, can the Overseer's silver come back? Grandpa over there is ready. Little Lord, let's go. ”

Hou Guoxing was not reconciled, looked at the village in the darkness, and went down the hill with pity.