This late Ming Dynasty is outrageous

Chapter 10 7: I, Wen Tailai, did not see the wrong person
"Big brother..."

"Brother..."

The two held hands and looked at each other affectionately.

The surrounding soldiers were all trembling, and goosebumps fell all over the ground.

"These two people are crazy, they are going to be beheaded, and they said they died in the same year, the same month, and the same day."

"Hey, this is the loyalty of the world."

"Looking at your yearning, don't you want to be a hero too?"

"My youth also had a dream of being a hero, and then..."

"What happened next?"

"Later, I went to apprentice but had no money to pay the tuition. I was very hungry and met a very gentle elder sister."

"and after?"

A complicated smile appeared on the corner of the soldier's mouth: "Later, the eldest sister said, little brother, don't work hard. So, I agreed..."

"Then why did you join the army again?"

"When I woke up, I found that I was tied up with a rope, and then a group of people broke into the door and arrested me."

"..."

The soldier looked at the two brothers with complicated eyes, they were chatting happily even though they were in the prison car.It is clear that he is about to die, but no one shows any fear.

Is this Jianghu hero really not afraid of death?
The eyes of a group of ordinary soldiers revealed admiration and yearning.

"Is this person the Wanjiasheng Buddha? Sure enough, he lives up to his name."

"To die generously is nothing more than a real man."

"It's just a pity for such a good boy."

"Don't look at it, I feel panicked."

"Hey, I heard that Cao Daxia doesn't need to spend money like a brothel, why bother to seek death?"

A few patrolling guys walked away silently, their hearts were blocked, the tip of their noses were sore, and when they lowered their heads, their pupils were moist.

I don't know if it is touching brotherhood.

Still envious of the reputation of being able to go to a brothel to sleep with the most beautiful girls without spending money.

As night fell, I ate hard steamed buns and drank cold water.

The two of Cao and Kun talked for a day, from brotherhood, to robbing the rich and helping the poor, from chivalry, to fighting the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty, from serving the country and the people, to beauties and beauties, and the relationship became closer and closer.

In the end, he was not half full after eating, and fell asleep alone on the stake.

Shit Zhang Zhaozhong didn't dare to feed them.

Wen Tailai woke up suddenly when he slept in the middle of the night.He clenched his fist and was about to smash it, but it was Cao Kun who was pulling his sleeve.

Wen Tailai's eyes were puzzled, and he glanced around, and saw that the soldiers were all sleeping close together at a distance.His heart skipped a beat: "Brother, what are you?"

The voice is small, for fear of being heard.

Cao Kun also looked around vigilantly, then took off the straw sandals, grabbed a piece of dry grass and pulled out a thin piece of iron from inside the straw sandals.

"Brother, do you know how to pick locks?"

Cao Kun held the thin iron sheet and handed it over.

Wen Tailai's heart was shocked, and his eyes were moist: "My dear brother, you...you have already planned it?"

Cao Kun smiled indifferently: "Since I learned that you were arrested, brother, my younger brother has been very anxious. I only hate myself for being weak and unable to fight with my brother. Fortunately, that Zhang Zhaozhong actually valued my reputation and wanted to take me under his command. The little brother came here just as he planned, but the other party was very vigilant and only brought this piece of iron."

"Hey, if the waist knife is still there, relying on the strength of the eldest brother, he will definitely be able to cut off the shackles and break through this prison to fight out."

Wen Tailai's heart was burning hot, but Cao Kun had already planned to save himself.He is very clear about Cao Kun's strength. It's okay to fight three or five ordinary people. If he really fights against soldiers, one or two people probably won't be opponents to Cao Kun.

Wan Jiasheng Buddha is not famous for his strength.

What friends in the Jianghu value is the character of Wan Jiasheng Buddha.

Wen Tailai squinted his eyes and squeezed the iron piece, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "I've let you down, brother, I don't have the ability to pick locks."

"Ah, this..." Cao Kun's face was full of disappointment, and then he smiled boldly: "It seems that God also let us brothers die together. Don't be discouraged, big brother. If a big husband dies, he will die. After 18 years, he will be a good man again. At that time, you and my brother will join hands again."

Wen Tailai was moved when he heard that this incident had nothing to do with Cao Kun, but the other party came to save him from a long distance, regardless of life and death, just because he admired his reputation.

My virtuous brother is so affectionate, how can I, Wen Tailai, watch my virtuous brother die?

Thinking of this, Wen Tailai had an unprecedented fighting spirit in his heart.He squinted his eyes and looked around, and suddenly his heart moved: "If this stake is broken, it may not be impossible to escape."

But soon Wen Tailai frowned again: "I am in shackles, my hands and feet are not free. Even if I get out of the prison car, I can't run far. Even if I get a fast horse, once I am caught up, the difference between life and death My virtuous brother will die in battle, and I may not be able to escape."

Wen Tailai secretly hid the iron piece in the whip, and leaned against the stake with his eyes closed: this matter needs to be well planned.

He didn't want to die, he was just himself in front of him, and he died when he died.

Now Cao Kun is willing to die for him, as the eldest brother, how can Wen Tailai watch his brother die?

Not to mention, the Honghua Society will definitely come to save people, and there will be many casualties, which is unacceptable to Wen Tailai.

He closed his eyes and thought.

Sitting in the prison car was not comfortable, and the ancient roads were really bad. For several days, Cao Kun's dangling internal organs were as uncomfortable as vomiting out.

Wen Tailai was as stable as a mountain. With his strength, although the bumps were uncomfortable, they were nothing.

"How is my brother?"

Seeing Cao Kun's pale face, Wen Tailai felt guilty.

Cao Kun shook his head: "Brother, don't worry, he's a mortal anyway, so there's nothing he can't stand."

Wen Tailai felt even more guilty: "I will pass on a formula to you for my brother, my virtuous brother, think about it carefully."

"Brother, you're almost dead, what's the use of practicing martial arts?"

"How does my brother know that we are going to die, maybe we will be out of trouble soon."

Cao Kun's eyes lit up: "Brother, do you mean someone rescued us?"

Wen Tailai raised his chin haughtily: "That's natural, how could the heroes of my Red Flower Society take these tartars seriously. Brother, listen to me and write down silently. If you have achieved something in the past few days, you can run away at that time." Run faster too."

"In this case, the younger brother has the audacity to ask the elder brother for advice."

Wen Tailai smiled slightly and spoke softly.

He is unmatched in his thunder-running hand, and his internal strength is considered to be the best in the world.This is a method of both internal and external cultivation, and it requires continuous hard work to achieve success.The so-called fierceness is unparalleled, the first thing to rely on is the tyrannical body.

After all, this is the era of declining internal power.

Under Wen Tailai's guidance, Cao Kun built up his internal energy every day, and the trace of internal energy in his dantian gradually became stronger.It's just because of his root problem, but his internal strength didn't increase, but decreased instead.

You must know that Cao Kun's internal strength is due to the yin energy collected from Xia Yuhe's body. In addition, Xia Yuhe is not a virgin, so the yin energy is pitifully small, and the quality is even more mixed.

Now it has been transformed into Ben Lei Jin, not only has it not increased, but it has decreased, but it feels much stronger.

The internal strength has not increased, and as for the hands-on kung fu, you can only be familiar with it. After all, the prison car can't be used, and it can't be cultivated under Zhang Zhaozhong's nose.

Fortunately, Cao Kun has a super-photographic memory, and Wen Tailai's explanations are integrated into his heart bit by bit, and he only needs to be proficient.

There was nothing to do in the prison van, and there were not many things the two could discuss.

A few days passed, the road was difficult, and the distance traveled was not far.

That night, Cao Kun, who was sleeping, was suddenly awakened by Wen Tailai. He looked suspiciously, but saw Wen Tailai touching the bottom of the prison cart with a smile on his face.

Cao Kun was taken aback when he saw it. It turned out that several wooden stakes were worn down by Wen Tailai with iron plates and were about to break.

"Big brother..."

"My dear brother, the time has come for us to go out." Wen Tailai's eyes were deep: "After going out, it's fine if there are no pursuers. If there are pursuers, elder brother blocks them, and you, dear brother, take the opportunity to escape."

Cao Kun's face changed, as a living Buddha of Wanjia, how could he let Wen Tailai die?

He immediately shook his head: "Brother, I am too weak to run away, you better run, I will block the pursuers."

"No, brother, didn't you say that someone would come to rescue us? Why..."

Wen Tailai laughed when he heard this.

(End of this chapter)