defend the truth

On the winding mountain road, the green leaves are sparse, and the spring is full of vitality.

The scar-faced young man with a long gun on his shoulder, with his extraordinary hearing ability, heard the sound of the stream hidden in the green bushes.He immediately got off his horse, stirred the flickering cold light in his hands, like a dragon spitting out flames, and forcibly opened up a path for people and horses to pass among the overgrown branches and vines.

The scar-faced young man had enough to eat and drink, but his only companion on the long journey home, that old horse with sloping feet, was still smoking from his throat!

Beside the Yinma creek, the scar-faced young man also put down the spear in his hand, clasped his hands together, and picked up the cool stream water.However, he wanted to wash his face, but quickly fell into a daze, letting the clear flow flow away between his fingers.

Before arriving at the destination, the bodyguard cannot wash his face. He still firmly remembers this unwritten rule.

The surface of the water rippled, reflecting the distorted face of the scar-faced youth.It's just that the scar that broke the bridge of the nose, like a thick centipede, couldn't be twisted to be more shocking.

The scar-faced young man lightly touched the ugly scar on his face, and the bloody night, the fire at the mountain gate, all seemed to come before his eyes.

Can I still go back to my hometown, be a bodyguard, marry a wife and have children, and be an ordinary person?

How else could it be?It's time to see through it!Overnight, so many people died.On the mountain, nothing is more peaceful than down the mountain!

The scar-faced youth calmed down and stood up. The slope-footed old horse put his face on the back of the young man's hand, stuck out his tongue, and licked it lightly.

When I'm old, I can't eat or drink much, so it's no wonder I'm so thin.

Along the way, the scar-faced young man suddenly felt that he was more and more like the old horse with slope feet, and he also lost his temper.The edges and corners were covered by the dust.

The scar-faced young man turned back on his horse, stepped lightly on the horse's hooves, and reproduced the winding mountain road in front of him, with two directions: one left and one right.

The scar-faced young man had a sudden whim and turned his horse's head to the right. It was a way back, but not the way home!

The old horse at Pojiao seems to know a little bit about the owner's mind because of his age and experience.Before waiting for the scar-faced youth to make an order, he kicked up dust on the mountain road with all his strength.

But time is after all a knife to kill a pig and a rope to trip a horse.After running for a few miles, the old horse at the foot of the slope was already out of breath and had to slow down.

The scar-faced young man didn't blame the old horse for being useless, but gently stroked the mane on the horse's neck, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I know you have tried your best, let's meet again!"

After all, the scar-faced young man dismounted from his horse, held his spear behind his back, and stepped forward quickly. The speed of his feet was not inferior to the horses in the world!

After running another seven or eight miles, he came to an open mountain depression between two mountains. The scar-faced young man stopped suddenly.Because in the open space in front of him, there is a mess of footprints, both human and horse footprints.Looking around again, there is a hidden path on the mountain on the left, and there are also horse footprints.

It's still a step late!

The scar-faced young man made some observations, hesitant in his heart, but also a little determined.There was no blood on the ground, so it can be presumed that no one died, at least not yet.It seems that it is not only about cutting paths and robbing money, but also about kidnapping and extorting money!

The scar-faced youth hesitated because once kidnapping was involved, it would not be easy for those thieves.Kidnapping for ransom is much more complicated than simply seeking money and killing someone.

Looking at those thieves before, they also knew how to set up tea stalls first, sieve the prey passing by, and cut off the trails. Everything was done in a disciplined and organized manner.It seems that there is a force behind them, manipulating these people!

If bandits are powerful, they are not simply bandits. There must be hills and camps.

The scar-faced young man was confident that he could kill the seven or eight thieves in the tea stand just now with a single spear, but if he broke into the stronghold to save people, it would be a different matter.For those two men and women who only met once?This steamed stuffed bun tea money is too expensive!

Hesitating again and again, the scar-faced young man decided to walk another five miles and go back to the tea stand to see the situation.Go and chat with the tea stall owner who looks honest and honest, and makes money with kindness!

Next to the noodle rolling table in the tea shed, the first impression is that the owner of the tea stall, who is no different from a simple farmer, is diligently rolling out the skins of buns, so as to add some goods to the empty steamer.

The business this morning is really good!

A gentle mountain wind rustled the greenery beside the road. The owner of the tea stall suddenly raised his head and saw a young man with a scarred face walking down the road ahead.

The expression of the scar-faced young man was a bit cold, but it couldn't compare to the cold light of the spear on his shoulder!

The owner of the tea stall frowned subconsciously, and covered the kitchen knife on the chopping board with the towel to wipe off the sweat on his shoulder.

"Hey! Isn't this the guest officer who could eat a basket of big meat buns in one go? Why are you back again? But want to bring more buns on the road?" The owner of the tea stall greeted him kindly, but He didn't even leave the rolling table for half a step.

The scar-faced young man didn't bring any greetings, he walked directly to the side of the tea stall owner, put his spear on the ground, and said directly: "I have eaten too many big buns stuffed with human flesh, but I'm a bit full!"

The scar-faced young man is imposing, and the scars on his face are the best warning.

The owner of the tea stall was calm and said: "Guest officer, how can you insult people's innocence out of thin air? The stuffing in my steamed stuffed bun is all pork stuffing, the best pork belly meat! I don't believe you treat yourself well! Look!"

After all, the tea stall owner also proved his innocence and lifted the white cloth covering a large porcelain bowl. There was indeed half-hanging pork half-wrapped in lotus leaves on it.

The scar-faced young man sneered and said, "Are you so honest in your business? That's a pity. I really want to taste it. What does human flesh taste like?"

The face of the tea stall owner changed slightly, and he pretended to be flustered: "This... this guest officer, I think you are also a hero, you can't make jokes!"

Then, the owner of the tea stall hurriedly took out some broken silver and copper coins from his sleeve, put them all on the noodle rolling table, and said in a pleading tone: "Walk in the rivers and lakes, everyone has difficulties. The villains are greedy early in the morning, and those who make trouble are all I have a small business, and I still have a wife and children to support, I hope the hero can make a living, please do me a favor, okay?"

The scar-faced young man lost his voice, which made him dumbfounded!Dare to love the other party, this is a thief shouting "Stop the thief!"If I really were a robber, I took the money and spared the life of this sensible shopkeeper.How many miles can we go?

In fact, young people with scar faces want to try it too.Try asking the store owner to notify his companions back and see what kind of wolves and tigers he can attract.It can be regarded as leading the snake out of the hole and consuming the enemy's strength!

Thinking of this, the scar-faced young man smiled and reached out to the pile of broken money.

The owner of the tea stall also smiled, with a subtle smile, and stretched out his hand.With extremely fast hands, he grabbed a handful of flour and threw it towards the eyes of the scar-faced young man.

"Uh!"

The scar-faced young man let out a muffled grunt. In the blink of an eye, the tea stall owner stretched out his hand to the kitchen knife covered under the towel again, holding the handle of the knife, and the blade suddenly appeared.He hastily raised the saber, and was about to slash down obliquely with his backhand, and he did it in one go, killing his life with one saber!

However, when he raised the knife, there was no more to say!

The tea stand owner's neck was icy and cold, and he was strangled to death by the flickering gun blade!

The already ugly face of the scar-faced young man was now dusted with a handful of flour, making him more like a white-faced clown on a stage.But his eyes looked like a lone wolf, staring at the prey, breathtaking and extremely sharp!

The scar-faced young man said sharply: "Do you still have this hand? It seems that uncle, you have good skills and a lot of courage! Yes, you are obviously making a living by licking blood with the tip of a knife. No matter how well you cover it up, that bandit Qi, you can’t fool a real Taoist!”

Being held around the neck by a master with a powerful guy, the owner of the tea stall already knew that his life was at stake, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "Little brother is young, I can't imagine that he is already a veteran in the world. You have this skill Why do you need to do it alone? Come to Baixiong Village! Our village master has always cherished heroes and valued heroes! A young man like you with great skills will definitely be in the top spot in the Juyi Hall! When the time comes... ..."

The young man with the scar took the lead and said, "When the time comes, you will be able to hold a beautiful woman in your arms to warm the bed, right?"

The owner of the tea stall was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes, the little brother is a man of knowledge at first glance! Or, I will guide you and introduce you?"

In fact, until now, the youth with the scar has no intention of killing.Because killing such a little guy is not very useful at all, but will break the clue.

It doesn't matter whether the other party really wants to win him over or is planning a vicious trick, he is very interested in breaking into the tiger's den this time.When the time comes to capture the thief first, the king will be captured first, and the meat ticket will be exchanged for the meat ticket. Isn't it up to him to decide?

"Alright, then lead the way!" The scar-faced youth raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth.

After all, the scar-faced youth is also about to put away the guy.However, at this moment, there was the sound of hooves not far away.A young Taoist rode on a donkey, pointed forward, and said solemnly: "Bold thief, how dare you commit murder and robbery in broad daylight?"

The scar-faced young man looked stunned, unable to speak, "This bold thief, could he be talking about me?"

Jackals are in power, fools are everywhere, but it is difficult to be a good person!