Delong

Chapter 22 Walking in the Square (10)

Zhang Xing has come and gone every day these days, and knows very well about the restaurant owned by his banner owner:

The wine shop is built next to the square wall, with three floors. Across the square wall is the water street on the south side of Luoshui. Usually, the wooden stairs are lowered and the wine flag is displayed, which is a good place to make a living.

This good business does not mean that the drinks sell well and quickly, but that Feng Yong, General Feng, was a rascal near the Luohe River in his early years. He gradually started selling sugar because he was handsome and supported by beauties. Knowing the well of Dongdu City, and naturally knowing the affairs of business and trade, and later becoming the general banner, looking at the four workshops, it is inevitable to start a business of sitting on the ground.

Up and down, left and right, going south and north, this store’s goods are unsalable, that store is in urgent need of certain types of goods, the regular customers from the east are short of positions for a while, and the big customers from the west have too much money to take on the road at once, so they can’t help asking for something , Needs... But at night, there are many boats and boats in Luoshui, and there are few safe places to stay on the river bank. A wooden ladder stretches out in the distance, and the wine flag hangs high. Knowing that this is a safe place to go, when he finds a way out in a few words and negotiates a deal, he will inevitably give Master Feng a share of the water.

This is the real big business... especially as the days go by, the reputation grows, and the number of regular customers grows.

It is precisely for this reason that the wine shop is inevitably reduced to a back house facing the direction of the square, but it is also a large enough courtyard, where there are twenty or thirty male and female servants. The main hall, side courtyard, bedrooms, ancestral hall, etc. There are, no matter what, they are in line with the identity of a rich man in the Eastern Capital and the seventh-rank general banner.

Zhang Xing has wandered here twice, and he probably remembered the shape. He climbed over the wall in the twilight, first climbed to the attic to spy on the situation, and then quickly climbed to the top of the ancestral hall while the servants were all going to the kitchen to eat, regardless of the enshrining below. The three hui, the four emperors and the seven supreme beings lay directly behind the eaves with their feet up, waiting for the opportunity.

I chose this place, firstly because of the shape of the roof of the ancestral hall, which is convenient for hiding; secondly, the ancestral hall is located in the backyard, stuck in the middle of the wine shop and the compound in the workshop. Talk to the staff of the hospital to get as much information and words as possible.

However, I don’t know if it’s because Feng Yong and his wife are under extremely strict control. Even if Feng Yong is not at home, these servants and women only talk about ordinary things, and few of them gossip. Zhang Xing listened to it for a long time, except for two servants. Apart from complaining that it was too hard to pack my belongings recently, I didn't even make any unnecessary complaints, let alone talk about the secrets of the private house.

As for packing property, I am afraid that there is no way to do it. The herring gang is so big, and if it is won openly, it must be in place according to the rules from top to bottom, from public to private. This money is like a chicken rib to Feng Yong I am afraid that what this person really cares about is whether he can achieve success, and if he wants credit, he undoubtedly needs to find a way... Feng Yong only showed up at the wine shop in the morning these days, and kept running across the Luohe River. It's obviously running a relationship.

A thought flashed across Zhang Xing's mind, and Zhang Xing suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why did Feng Yong want to be promoted?

Didn't he want to avoid disaster?
Or is he essentially an official fan, and his previous statements were all to confuse outsiders?

It's too late to think about it... There is a curfew in the eastern capital, Feng Yong can't stay outside for too long, and this year is a rule that the sun rises and the sun sets, the city is slightly later but not too late ... Just as Zhang Xing was lying on the ancestral hall holding a knife and looking at the big and small Shuangyue in a daze, there was a commotion from the wine shop facing the water street.

Moreover, to Zhang Xing's great disappointment, Feng Yong did not get drunk outside as expected, but his smooth tone and crisp words could be heard from a long distance away.

Zhang Xing didn't dare to move easily, so he could only continue to wait on the ancestral hall, and then continued to look at the moon.

After waiting for a long time, after Feng Yong and his wife finished their meal, they actually stopped directly at the restaurant... This was another unplanned event, so Zhang Xing had no choice but to continue looking at the moon and wait until the servants also rested , and then carefully went downstairs, and then used the immortal energy to climb up to the wine shop, but according to memory, carefully moved to the bedroom.

Of course, he wasn't so stupid as to step on the loose tiles, but with all his strength, he half clinged and half leaned against a side wall hidden in the shadows under the eaves.

Finally, as a startled crow rose into the sky from the roof, Zhang Xing finally heard the conversation in the house from the skylight, and the couple below were actually talking about themselves.

"That's why I said you're in too much of a hurry! It went wrong!" Mrs. Feng was obviously angry.

"What can I do?" Feng Yong's voice also seemed a little annoyed. "I was also a little hesitant that day. I felt that Zhang Xing was a ruthless master with unknown origins, and I didn't want to bring him into this matter, but it wasn't your decision before? Say Xiao Zhao is stupid, and say that this Zhang Xing is not The foundation, just send it in with a partner, and it is not easy to change it when it comes to you!"

"So it's my fault?"

"I don't blame you... Aren't I just thinking about it?" Feng Yong seemed to sigh.

Then there was a long silence, so long that Zhang Xing, who was lying in the room, almost thought that the two of them were asleep, but even so, he just remained motionless, not even showing any expression.

"The problem now is that that fellow Zhang Xing escaped in a strange way and didn't mention it. He just came to beg for Xiaoyu, which is quite reasonable." Feng Yong's voice suddenly broke the silence. "If you don't give it, it will look weird and even make him suspicious, but if you give it, I'm afraid that Xiaoyu will have some resentment in his heart, or guess something, and give him some explanations when he gets to Zhang Xing... What do you mean? ?”

"Yes!" Mrs. Feng was obviously still angry.

"What's your idea?"

"How about killing Xiaoyu?" Mrs. Feng seemed to be talking about killing a chicken.

"Why do you want to kill again for no reason?" Feng Yong was puzzled. "And kill Xiaoyu?"

"I have a guess... Xiaoyu is probably pregnant with Xiao Zhao's seed." Madam Feng suddenly lowered her voice.

Zhang Xing froze suddenly, but the reaction of the people below was greater than his, so they didn't reveal it.

"Are you sure?!" Feng Yong's voice suddenly became anxious.

"What are you calling?" Mrs. Feng scolded in a low voice. "I'm just guessing...Think about it, even if she and Xiao Zhao were acting on the spot at the beginning, Xiao Zhao really wanted to redeem her later. She is also a young girl with a mortal body, how could she not be tempted? ? Just like when I was hooked up by you back then? As a result, Xiao Zhao died a few days ago, crying like a tearful person a few days ago, but these days he ran around in the wine shop like nothing happened... I started I didn't think much about it, but when Zhang saw that she was pitifully about to accept her today, I realized that she might have no other choice and wanted to urgently find someone to take over the plate."

"That's right." Feng Yong sighed. "If she's the only one, why should you be in such a hurry... But to be honest, if the situation is not too urgent, it's not a bad idea to really give Xiaoyu to Xiao Zhao."

"Now I'm acting like a good person... I just want to remind you that if Xiaoyu is really pregnant, it will be Xiao Zhao's seed in her stomach, and Xiaoyu can't say that she has glimpsed one or two falsehoods. A seed that will last forever."

"It's okay if we don't share the world together." Feng Yong was a little impatient. "In this world, who can take care of things decades later? It's not bad... The problem now is that it's easy to kill Xiaoyu, but Xiaoyu has already fallen into Zhang's eyes again, so once you kill him, you will have to kill Xiaoyu." The one with the surname Zhang will be killed."

"Then kill the one surnamed Zhang." Mrs. Feng was still straightforward.

Zhang Xing outside the house was expressionless when he heard this, as if the person surnamed Zhang had nothing to do with him.

"No, I saw it at the Herring Gang last time. The person surnamed Zhang crawled out of the pile of dead people. It's not comparable to the thug guards here in Dongdu." Feng Yong replied seriously. "Unless we can invite a master at the level who has opened up the eight meridians, and then assist a few meticulous confidants to go there together..."

"A careful confidant should go to Lao Wang, but a master of extraordinary meridians is too expensive..."

"What do you know? It's not only expensive...but also the old king, who is the old king all day long."

"Old Wang... Huh, what's wrong with Old Wang? If you talk about this, Feng Yong, can I say that you have other intentions in not wanting to kill Xiaoyu?" Mrs. Feng was furious.

"That's not what I meant." Feng Yong hurriedly defended, as if his status was low on the bed.

"Forget it, I won't quarrel with you today, you say, this is not good, that is not good, what should we do?" Mrs. Feng sneered. "Early tomorrow morning, you will give Zhang Xiaowei an answer... A maid, fifty pennies, will you give it? Do you want to continue to be your decent brother?"

"Just delay." Feng Yong replied in a muffled voice. "Say hello to Lao Wang, and say that Lao Wang also has the same thoughts. I also feel embarrassed if I want Xiaoyu. Anyway, I won't give him the person for the time being..."

"Dong Neng..." Mrs. Feng seemed to be mocking at first, but she seemed to realize something as soon as she opened her mouth, and then lowered her voice rarely. "Is the matter of Hei Ribbon on the promotion place settled?"

"The meritorious service is enough. The black-faced Cui Lingguan has already settled it, but Li Lingguan has always known that we have savings. Even with this meritorious service, he still opened his mouth and didn't let go. I originally wanted to be with him. I'll talk about it later... But now it seems that instead of spending money to hire someone to kill Zhang, it's better to just give the money to Lao Li and speed up the matter... At that time, let's hide this matter and go Get rid of the one surnamed Zhang, kill Xiaoyu and go on the road, and when he comes back, everything will be settled."

"Are you so afraid of that Zhang?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of the surname Zhang. A vanguard surnamed Zhang, no matter how ruthless he is, it's just a knife. At worst, he will spend money to buy a sharper knife... The key is that the situation is too scary, and the most important thing is time. I am now a day I dare not stay in Dongdu." Feng Yong's tone was obviously tired. "I went to inquire, and Yang Ni's case was thrown out by the palace without a word. Yushi Zhongcheng, who is the chief case, will definitely be impeached, and the matter will probably be handed over to the Ministry of Punishment. At that time, it may be imprisoned immediately... Even if I'm sorry, wait for the news of Dongyi's big defeat to spread in half a month, there will definitely be a big mess in Dongdu... One day earlier is one day, you must not make trouble again."

"What's wrong with me?" Mrs. Feng seemed displeased.

"I'm not joking with you!" Feng Yong's tone was abrupt and severe. "If it wasn't for you always thinking about the prosperity of the eastern capital, according to my opinion, we would have left Jingxiang's hometown before Yang Ni's rebellion. Why wait until we know that the front line has been defeated and made hasty plans? Taking care of human life, why give Xiao Zhao’s life and get involved with a man named Zhang? You must kill Xiaoyu? What do you think human life is? We are not a shabby household more than ten years ago, so we can’t continue to be unscrupulous.”

Seeing that her husband was angry, Mrs. Feng muttered something, and then Feng Yong wanted to say something, but he seemed to be blocked by something again, and then there were lingering sounds, rapid breathing, slapping and soft words.

Zhang Xing didn't take the opportunity to make a move, nor did he just leave, he just seized the opportunity to let go of his true energy, and stepped on his feet carefully.And when the two people in the house finished their hard work, there was obvious snoring, he still didn't make a move, but climbed down carefully with hands and feet, and then, he just returned to the roof of the ancestral hall, staring at Shuangyue in a daze.

Besides, until now, the day's knocking on mountains and shaking tigers has had a miraculous effect. Zhang Xing has thoroughly verified his conjectures, and even learned the truth that he never knew.

For example, the Herring Gang and Sun Wagua are pigs raised by Mr. Feng in captivity, but this pig is not used to make money for himself, but to donate money and make meritorious deeds, and is used to run away with buckets.

For another example, Feng Yong and his wife's assessment of themselves is obviously a bit misplaced. Feng Yong, who is more meticulous, even planned to let himself go that day, just because the Sanfang raid was too quick, and when things came to an end, he could only push the boat along. According to the original plan act.

For example, among the Feng couple, the real leader is actually Mrs. Feng.

Of course, these are minor details, because no matter what, Zhang Xing's guess is not a big problem:

At this time, the pair of dogs and men who were sleeping on the third floor of the restaurant, whether intentionally or not, actually committed the act of killing themselves that day.The couple, just because they were newcomers and had no roots, wanted to use themselves as a sacrifice and sacrifice, and activated the arrangements of the Herring Gang to complete their own escape plan.

But having said that, these two even their confidant maids and subordinates can easily shout and give up. It would be ridiculous to worry about Zhang Xing's life.

And according to their self-promotion, I am afraid that in the past 20 years, I don't know how many such things have been done.

So, the question is back again, after knowing it?

Should it be killed?

Damn, this couple deserves to die.

Can it be killed?

Yes, because Feng Yong obviously didn't take into account the eight meridians, so he touched it while he was asleep and chopped it up with a knife, and then chopped up his wife.

Do you want to kill?

To be honest, Zhang Xing hesitated.

The reason couldn't be simpler. Killing a Zheng Qipin General Banner and his wife who is about to be promoted to a sixth-rank black ribbon, the consequences are likely to be unbearable for him, a defeated soldier who has changed his career... The restaurant is more than a hundred steps north. Luoshui, across from Luoshui, the Chengfu Gate where Zhang Xing asked Qin Erlang to wait is actually a gate of Ziwei Palace. In the palace, even departments like Beiya have father-in-laws who have cultivated to the level of master Fuyang, not to mention other masters up.

There is also Jing'an Taiwan's main station. Feng Yong is the seventh-rank general banner of Jing'an Taidong Town Fusi. At this time, there were at least ten people in the Eastern Capital City.

If one of his own people is dead, he is still at this level, and he must be investigated. After the investigation, even if Qin Bao lives up to him, can he survive with only his tricks and cover-ups?

There is also that little girl Bai Yousi, although she still cherishes her talent, but at the same time, she is stern and selfless and enforces the law like a mountain, can't she?

Thinking about it this way, Qin Bao's persuasion before was indeed right, and what was right can no longer be right. This is not the same thing as cutting a guard's tumor.

And that compass...how should I say it?What a good baby, what the heart wants, there is something.But almost every time he successfully guides, he can cause himself trouble of the corresponding magnitude.

If only there were no compass!
For a moment, Zhang Xing, who was lying on the ancestral hall silently looking at the moon, had this thought again... There is no compass, although I have doubts, but until the couple leave Dongdu, I am afraid that they will not figure out the truth of the matter, so they It doesn't have to be as difficult as it is now.

How about forgetting?

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge... Besides, if you really want to talk about revenge, if you really want to talk about injustice, shouldn't it be Xiao Zhao?Can I bet on a conspiracy that didn't work out?
Thinking so, isn't it a bit self-deceiving?
How about deceiving yourself?When a person is dead, he can't even bully others.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xing was really a little discouraged. In fact, he really turned over carefully from under the ancestral hall, and then continued to walk carefully along the side yard and side room, towards the direction of the workshop.

However, in the middle of the night, under the double moon, with a gust of wind blowing on the side wall of the silent Feng family compound, Zhang Xing, who was once discouraged, suddenly stopped.

Because of the summer wind, he vaguely heard the woman's sobbing.

It is true that there is a young woman crying, but it is hard to say if it is not Xiaoyu, I can only say that it is a bit like it, and Zhang Xing neither wants nor dares to verify:
What if it is?
What if not?
But after listening to it for a long time, Zhang Xing gradually couldn't bear it—he could take revenge for a gentleman, ten years would not be too late, but if it was Xiaoyu, if Xiaoyu was really thinking about Xiao Zhao, if Xiaoyu still had a child in his stomach, he would have Let's go, what about them?

Why did Yuanda have to be killed that day?

Why did you have to chop off Wei Tuozi's hand before?

A gust of summer wind blew up suddenly, Zhang Xing turned around, holding Xiao Zhao's saber in his arms, and walked towards the restaurant step by step.

It took him a quarter of an hour to re-climb to the third floor of the restaurant, and then it took him half an hour to carefully drill into the skylight and enter the room... At this time, the Feng family was still sleeping soundly, and they were sleeping separately, Zhang Xing He didn't rush to do it, but carefully removed the door bolt first, then turned around, peeled off the little Zhao saber, and then put Changsheng Zhenqi in his arm, and stabbed Feng Yong's heart fiercely through the quilt.

Feng Yong was in pain, opened his eyes, and before he could cry out, the second knife hit him, right in his throat.

After being stabbed twice, this Chief Banner is doomed to have a difficult life, but it seems that his true energy has some magical effects, so he survived for a while.Not only that, his reaction also exceeded Zhang Xing's expectations. This person saw Zhang Xing with wide eyes, knowing that he was going to die, and then tried to raise his hand, but he didn't cover the wound, nor did he struggle. Instead, he used his true energy to move Pointing to the person beside him with his arm, Fu covered his mouth and nose with difficulty, and then stared at Zhang Xing motionlessly.

Zhang Xing came to his senses, and naturally knew that Feng Yong wanted him to let his wife go... Although the two of them had vicious hearts, they were sincere lovebirds.

However, with emotion in my heart, the face of the night raider did not change at all, he just made up the knife seriously, and stabbed it more than a dozen times through the quilt. Knowing that Feng Yong was dead, Qing changed hands and stabbed Mrs. Feng's throat directly.

Like Feng Yong, Mrs. Feng did not die on the spot, but choked up as Zhang Xing drew his sword.

Seeing this, Zhang Xing only put the quilt on the opponent's head, and then poked at the abdomen again...Unexpectedly, as Mrs. Feng stopped shaking, Zhang Xing obviously felt another wave of heat, which was the same as before killing three people. Compared with a practitioner, the heat flow is very, very small, but it does exist.

What's more interesting is that this hot current poured in, but only circled around the surface of the skin before dissipating into the night sky, as if saying that you are not my home.

However, now is not the time to think about these things. After Zhang Xing killed the two, he carefully wiped the saber in his hand with a bloody quilt. From the handle to the blade, it was all covered with blood before he inserted the saber into Feng Yong's body. ready to leave.

But when he turned around and came to the door, he stopped again, as if he suddenly remembered something that he had forgotten, but should do-don't say anything else, kill someone without writing a few big words, Isn't it as ridiculous as traveling through time and not copying poems?
After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Xing took out a clean face towel from the cabinet next to it, dipped it in blood on the bed, channeled his longevity zhenqi, climbed half of the wall with his right hand, and wrote three lines of words in simplified characters on the half-empty wall with his left hand :
Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

Hello.

The murderer is Li Taibai, the hero of Zhongzhou!
After finishing writing, Zhang Xing pushed open the door, took another look at the blood writing on the wall by the moonlight, and without any hesitation, directly channeled his true energy to the north of the restaurant, came to the square wall, jumped, and waited until Luo Then he took off his coat and threw it into the water, then ran wildly, walked around the direction of Xiao Zhao's house in the practice workshop, walked a long way, and then went back to the practice workshop from the south.

Back in the side courtyard, the surroundings are silent, only the twin moons are shining like streamers, spread out above.

It's strange to say that he still felt entangled in avenging himself before, but now that he avenged Xiao Zhao because of the illusory crying, Zhang Xing felt happy all over his body, and everything was worth it. After a little washing, he even felt that his mind was clear One piece, simply meditate directly in the courtyard and pulse.

And within a short while, he noticed that the fifth main channel between his lungs and his right foot was running smoothly, and he succeeded in directly charging the channel.

At this time, it's only after the third watch.

PS: Thanks to the new leaders Lingshui Xiaohei and Yu's Umbrella... This is the 36th and 37th cutest episodes in this book... I am grateful.

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