Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 637 636. Soft Hearted (Two in One)

rainy night.

Qianpo station.

Today's Liyang City is guarded by General Chen Ling, and no one can enter.

Outside, Du Fuwei claimed that [-] troops were besieging it, causing the entire Liyang area to be jittery.

And this Qianpo post station is just outside Liyang... Let's just call it a transfer station.

Why do you say that?
Because it is still eighty miles away from Liyang City.

Du Fuwei has a good reputation in the south of the Yangtze River. This war only attacked Liyang City, but did not hurt the people.

Even when the army is stationed, there are many protective measures for the surrounding people.

There are countless actions such as "there is going to be a war here, the old man hastened to go out and hide for a while, and come back after the war".So as long as there is no obvious hostility, then he will ignore it.

And this front slope is not the post station of the county magistrate, but it is specially used for drinking horses and replenishing supplies on this commercial road.

It's pointless to fight.

Besides... it's a bit too far away from Liyang City.

And in the inn of Qianpo Station, the hall at this moment has been filled with people from all walks of life.

Some looked like ordinary bandits and thieves, dressed in tatters, three or five of them gathered at a table.

Such people usually come to make a fortune.

Like vultures, as soon as they heard that there was a war, they gathered a few people to go together, whether it was after the army crossed the border, they went to other people's houses to search for money and food to bully men and women.Or stealing some weapons, money from dead people, etc. after the battle is over.

In short, the strength is mediocre, but as long as there is a war, there must be them.

And some people seem to be a hero, sitting at the table, and their gestures reveal a taste of a master.His aura is even more awe-inspiring, showing that he is not easy to mess with.

There are also some passing vendors and tourists who were blocked here because of the heavy rain. They looked terrified and silently huddled in the corner without saying a word. Even if they had a meal and a drink of tea, they wanted to be careful not to make any noise. , if any killing star is offended, it may be a trouble.

In short, because of the rain, there is a strange atmosphere in this Qianpo station where three teachings and nine currents converge, and clouds from all directions gather to fight for the vanguard.

As for the shopkeeper and the waiter...

I hid in the back early.

What they earn is also desperate money.

During the war in Liyang, all religions and schools of thought rushed to this side.

Rice is expensive, wine is expensive, and food is expensive.

People in the martial arts have a good face, even if they are expensive.

People are like iron and rice is steel.

And those mountain thieves and the like are mediocre, and they have to charge money for meals.

Because this is the territory of the Golden Gun Army.

If they dared to make trouble, they went to the Golden Gun Army.

At most... a waiter in the shop will die.But as long as he is alive, during this period of time, with these Jianghu people walking this way so frequently, he will definitely not lose money.

Most of these people are on their way to rest, and they will leave after a meal at most, and they will never stay.

But the worst part is today's rain.

It would be fine if the rain fell during the day...it would be a hard night if it rained at night.

The shopkeeper and the boys are now hoping that the rain will stop soon, and then where should these heroes go.Otherwise, if something goes wrong...the long gun bought for 50 taels of silver placed behind the wine cabinet may not be able to hold these people down.

Who doesn't know that the Golden Spear Army is now involved in the matter of Li Yang.

But the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was even more thunderous and lightning.

Under the dim candlelight in the room, the expressions of the group of people echoed the occasional lightning flashes outside, no matter whether they were heroes or bandits, they all looked gloomy.

What can I do~
The shopkeeper and the boy complained endlessly.

But at this moment, the neighing of horses came from outside the house.

"The law of the law~~~"

Someone again?

The shopkeeper looked bitter.

Immediately afterwards, a movement sounded outside:
"Xiaoer, Xiaoer! Come out quickly, if you don't come out, the two horses of Pindao will starve to death! Hurry~"

The waiter was speechless for a moment.

Brother, can't you check the occasion?
Does it fit?

Then, a ball of golden light suddenly lit up outside, illuminating the whole room as bright as day.

Ordinary people can't feel this qi, so they just feel miraculous.

After all... the golden light looks warm when it comes in, and it's not frightening.

But among those few tables of Jianghu people, some people's expressions suddenly changed, and they no longer had the calmness they had before.

And at this moment, the door of the inn was pushed open.

A Taoist figure appeared at the door.

Shouting inside:

"People? Hurry up and lead the horse."

The majestic golden light seemed to dispel the darkness completely.

The young Taoist who didn't wear a coir raincoat but couldn't see any splashes ignored the people inside, and waved at the two boys who had come to the counter from the back door:

"Hurry up! Both horses are fed with good food and water, fed enough, fed enough, you know! Don't worry, poor people are rich."

The Taoist patted the money bag protruding from his stomach, and then stepped aside.

The clearness on his face turned into a bit of dogleg:
"Sir, please."

Anyone else?
The faces of the guests at several tables changed slightly.

Why didn't I feel it at all just now?

Then, a man dressed in a white Confucian shirt and a bamboo hat, who was indistinguishable from male and female, also appeared at the door.

Didn't come in first.

Instead, after glancing at the hall's attire, he suddenly made a sound of great interest:

"Oh? Taoist..."

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"Do you feel that the layout of this tavern is somewhat familiar?"

"Uh……"

After Lord Huqiu said this, Li Zhen took another look into the room.

Entering the door is a wooden beam and column.

On the left is the counter, and next to the counter is the back door leading to the back.

And on the right hand side are a few tables...

After taking a look, Li Zhen smiled:
"Ha, let's not talk about it, it's really..."

"Ha~"

There was a chuckle under the hat.

It shows the joy of this mysterious person.

Then, out of nowhere, the mysterious man came to the table near the door.

This table is occupied.

Five or six looked very fierce, burly and strong men.

The one in the lead was actually a one-eyed dragon, and a large machete that didn't look light just stood by the table, occupying a single place on the square table.

Seeing this mysterious man walk in, the looks of several strong men showed a sense of guard.

But when Li Zhen saw that the shop waiter hadn't moved, he quickly shouted again:
"Hurry up, take the horse away and unload the cart."

The waiters of the two shops walked close to the counter and walked to the door, and then saw two Moyun riding snow and a carriage in the middle of the yard at a glance.

At the same time, there was a sound next to him:
"You guys seem very familiar."

Master Huqiu was already standing in front of them.

The one-eyed man in the lead put his hands on the table.

On the right hand side is a machete that can be grabbed by reaching out.

"I don't know what this lord is doing?"

But the mysterious man didn't answer.

Just standing in front of a few people, seems to be thinking about something.

Take a breath.

These people looked tense.

Second interest.

Someone swallowed.

three breaths...

Just when the invisible pressure forced them to give up their positions, suddenly, the mysterious man said:
"Taoist priest."

"Hey, my lord, what's the matter?"

Li Zhen, who was watching the curious waiters unloading the trucks stepping on the golden light, turned his head.

Then a voice was heard:
"These people..."

"Your Excellency knows?"

"Kill it."

Following Li Zhen's words, an extremely simple statement of life and death came from under Mr. Huqiu's hat.

And at this moment, the one-eyed dragon directly swung the big knife, and slashed at Lord Huqiu's neck.

Several other people also subconsciously kicked away the table, and the long sword and dagger that appeared out of nowhere in their hands were about to greet the vital parts of Lord Huqiu's body.

But in the next second...everyone in the inn noticed something was wrong.

Why……

They move so slowly?

Slowly... as if deliberately slow motion.

And Li Zhen, who was leaning against the door frame, showed doubts:

"Have a grudge?"

"No grudge, just took the seat I wanted to sit on."

Ignoring the incomparably slow time, Master Huqiu said flatly:

"Send them on their way. They're not good people anyway."

"Is that so..."

Li Zhen understood when Master Huqiu said "not a good person".

These people really deserve to die.

So he waved his hand.

The golden light quickly occupied these strong men from the slow time, and then, as if implicated by some kind of force, several people wrapped in golden light were pulled out of the door in an instant.

Then there was no more sound.

The slow time returned to normal silently.

In the silence of the audience, she sat down facing the counter as before, and said in a low voice to the shopkeeper who was already dumbfounded:

"Clear the table and serve a pot of water."

How dare the shopkeeper not listen.

Do not listen?This grandpa is going to kill someone!

He hurriedly took the last waiter to do it himself, and after cleaning up everything that the strong men had eaten, touched, etc., the two waiters also led their horses to the backyard.

It was dark again in the house.

It was even darker than before because of the golden light.

In the darkness, the mysterious man in white took out a silver coin from his pocket:
"Taoist priest."

Her finger was on the silver ingot.

The corner of Li Zhen's mouth twitched...

"Have some tea."

"Whoosh~"

The silver ingot flew to Li Zhen and was taken by him.

Li Zhen looked at the clear finger marks on the silver ingot, smiled awkwardly, and walked all the way to the carriage to get the tea set in the golden light.

The tea set was brought back, and the shopkeeper also brought a pot of water.

Li Zhen casually threw the ingot of silver into the arms of the shopkeeper standing respectfully:
"Don't worry, shopkeeper, we are good people~"

A letter from the shopkeeper?
He believed it.

This silver just feels extremely hot at the moment.

But Li Zhen didn't say much anymore, as soon as his butt touched the stool, he heard Lord Huqiu say:
"Stop talking for a while?"

"……what."

Li Zhen chuckled and looked around with nostalgia in his eyes.

Whether it is a hero or a chivalrous woman.

Seeing the Taoist's gaze, he unconsciously avoided the gaze.

Li Zhen did not see them either.

It was just for a moment, as if in a trance, I returned to the small border town in the northwest.

The guest officials were full, listening attentively to a little Taoist telling bizarre stories...

"Ugh……"

With a long sigh, he shook his head:
"I don't know... how everyone is doing. Pindao still owes Shopkeeper Qu half a book and twenty Wen, and a gourd of good wine."

"So, time flies, right?"

"Who said it wasn't."

The Taoist's eyes were a little empty.

And the woman under the bamboo hat stopped talking.

Under the peeping and curious eyes of everyone, he warmed the pot, brewed it, and drained the tea... Finally, he picked up the wine glass with the fragrance of tea.

The door is not closed.

Amidst the pattering rain, the entire inn seemed to be quiet.

Only in the dim light of the oil lamp and candle, the silent dazed Taoist, and the mysterious guest who poured and drank by himself.

Time seems to have frozen this Qianpo Inn.

Until the pot of tea is finished.

The woman's finger tapped the copper pot twice, which meant that after the shopkeeper refilled the pot of water, he said softly to Li Zhen:
"Make some big noise out there."

Hearing this, the Taoist who seemed to know what she was going to do said:
"I thought they already knew we were here."

"It's hard to say whether you know or not. But whether you dare to come is another matter."

"it is good."

The Taoist responded, and suddenly shouted to the people in the room:

"Everyone, Pindao wants to make some noise, so you don't need to panic."

After finishing speaking, the eyes of the Taoist sitting on the chair were as real as gold.

A halo suddenly came out from behind.

then……

"boom!!!!"

The soaring golden light shot up from the whole body of the Taoist in an instant.

Everyone in the entire inn was enveloped by this golden light.

Even the sky was lit up.

And some people shrouded by these golden lights subconsciously want to use qi to defend themselves, but they suddenly find that...

Between heaven and earth...

How can there be any qi?

Whether it's supernatural powers or martial arts in the past, it seems that at this moment, all of them have turned into ridiculous conjectures.

Can't use it at all.

It was as if the soaring golden beam of light had sucked away all the qi.

endless.

Unshakable!

The golden light lasted for a full hundred breaths, and finally disappeared abruptly.

All kinds of miscellaneous qi mechanisms immediately appeared in the inn, and the qi that returned to them seemed to be able to be mobilized again.

But their expressions changed one by one.

If it was just fear just now...then now, infinite panic and despair suddenly surged in their hearts.

What kind of method is this Taoist...?
And in this world...how could there be such a person?
What is his origin?
Countless doubts surfaced in the bottom of my heart, but the Taoist, who was not blushing and panting, seemed to be doing everything just now, and asked:
"My lord, is that enough?"

"Well, just wait."

Then, the whole inn became quiet again.

Then... After about half an hour, suddenly, there were waves of uniform footsteps outside.

The footsteps were clearly audible in the rain.

From far to near, all the way to the outside of the inn, it slowly dissipated.

Then, a bolt of lightning flashed across the air.

In the bright night sky in an instant, three men in armor and with awe-inspiring aura appeared at the door:
"What happened here just now!"

After the words fell, he walked into the inn first.

I don't know if it is gilt or real gold. The tiger helmet armor looks very powerful, especially the two tiger heads. Because of the rain, the tiger's sharp fangs are still dripping.

At first glance, it looks like the blood of prey.

Under this armor is a body of Kong Wu who has been tempered and tempered, with many scars on it, one can tell at a glance that this person is definitely a general who crawled out of the dead.

And after he entered the inn, he glanced subconsciously.

Immediately, he saw the figure in the bamboo hat facing him sideways, dressed in white.

His eyes suddenly focused, but immediately there was a trace of suspicion, as if he was guessing something.

The next second, he suddenly said in a deep voice:
"The Golden Spear Army is here to do business, and the idlers are waiting, get out!"

The moment the voice fell, everyone quickly got up and started to walk out.

But he didn't have the guts to go through the front door, but rushed into the back door instead.

But the problem is that many people's goods are still ahead, and they haven't taken the coir raincoats hanging on the wall.

When they came to the back door, some people left directly, but others could only take a shower in the pouring rain...

At this time, suddenly, a burst of golden light completely enveloped their heads.

It blocked the rain, and at the same time blocked the road inside and outside the back door.

The golden light was so bright that no one could see clearly or hear what was going on inside.

For a time people were panicking.

And just after the golden light enveloped the whole room, the man suddenly saluted respectfully:
"Golden Spear Army Tiger Benwei Hundred Cavalry General Lin Haiying, I have met the Minister! The Golden Spear Army did not know that the Minister came, and I was far away to welcome him. Please forgive me!"

"sit down."

The woman didn't seem to be angry, and pointed to the position opposite her and said.

But from Lin Haiying thanking to sitting down, he didn't even give him a cup of tea.

Just listen to her ask unhurriedly:
"The Golden Spear Army only left the Huben Guard here? The Dragon Scale Army, the Fenglin Huoshan Four Guards, but they have all arrived in Liyang?"

"..."

Lin Haiying hesitated for a moment, cupped his hands and said:

"Back to Mr. Shi Lang, the general only ordered Huben Guard to stay behind, and the rest of the sect did rush to Liyang. But the exact number of people is unknown."

"Um……"

The woman responded and continued to ask:

"What's the situation in Liyang now? Do you know?"

Now, Lin Haiying shook his head without any hesitation:
"The general doesn't know. The general was ordered to inspect all the eyeliners except Liyang. This Qianpo station happened to be on duty tonight. The general just arrived here yesterday morning. The news from the front line has not yet come, the general No way of knowing."

"That is to say, you don't know what's going on over there now?"

"Yes."

"I don't know how many people have gone to the Dragon Scale Army and Fenglin Huoshan Four Guards?"

"I don't know."

"How many people from the Overseas Society have come, how many women from the Mingyue Xianzong have come, and where is the killer from the Blood Killing Tower?"

"Back to my lord, I don't know."

"Is that so..."

The woman seemed rather regretful, and shook her hat lightly:
"OK then."

As she spoke, she poured out half a cup of tea in the "justice cup", and put two small wine cups into the justice cup.

And the tea leaves in the pot, which were still extremely moist, turned into dust powder under her bare hands.

When the wind came from nowhere, it turned into scattered black ash and fell into the golden light under the feet.

After putting away the tea set, she said:

"Tell the generals, I will watch him fight this battle. I will also pass it on to others. Don't take chances, and don't try to cover up anything. If Du Fuwei loses...he should know the consequences."

When you're done, get up.

"Taoist priest."

Li Zhen, who had been pretending to be transparent all the time, quickly bowed:
"grown ups."

"Let's go."

"Yes. My lord, please rest in the car first, and go to lead the horse on the poor way."

"Ah."

Soon, the two horses were locked again under the trembling movements of the two boys.

Although there is not much time to rest after eating and drinking, the two horses don't look very tired.

Finally, under the respectful escort of Lin Haiying and the other two generals, the carriage passed through more than 100 golden gun soldiers standing silently on both sides of the road, and disappeared in the pouring rain.

Business as usual.

……

"Your Excellency is very dissatisfied?"

The faint golden light blocked the rain above the head. Hearing Li Zhen's words, there was a response from the carriage:
"Ah."

"...Why?"

"Because he's lying."

"Uh……"

Seemingly aware of the Taoist's confusion, the woman in the carriage closed her eyes and explained:
"The Dragon Scale Army has a total of one thousand, but there are only five hundred under Du Fuwei's tent. The five hundred have been broken into pieces and headed to Jiujiang County. Today I let you stay here, that is For these 500 people."

"...They just want to keep some incense, right?"

"Ah."

The woman responded:
"But 500 people...they left too many. The purpose of my coming here today is to let this Lin Haiying tell others that I already know about this matter. The fate of lying to me...is very serious."

"...My lord wants to..."

"They are dead."

"...Who did it?"

"Jiujiang, Yutianzong."

"..."

Hearing this familiar sect, Li Zhen was in a daze:
"My lord, I don't know that Yu Tianzong..."

"Don't worry, I know you have an old relationship with one of them."

In the carriage, the woman who was leaning on the soft bed spoke in a flat, but extremely real tone:
"Just treat it as my soft heart. Daoist priest, you can rest assured. In my plan this time...they are not there."

"..."

The carriage rolls away.

After a while, Li Zhen's voice sounded:

"Thank you, Mr. Pindao."

"Well, say something nice. I want to sleep."

The woman murmured, and with that clear voice, she yawned No. 17 in two years.

Slowly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)