Daxianguan

Chapter 245

Looking at the dozen or so mountain people rushing forward, Chu Xian stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Yong back who was about to step forward.

"Don't worry, just wait and see."

Wei Anqing's little officials shouted in fright at this moment, and hurriedly fled in all directions, showing no sign of wanting to guard at all, and the two people carrying the bamboo chair also threw the bamboo chair away, and ran for their lives in a hurry.

Poor Song Ye was dozing off, but he fell upside down, his ass seemed to be split open, but before he got up, a mountain man rushed in front of him, raised the hatchet in his hand, and chopped down .

Chu Xian didn't make a move, because although Song Ye was pampered, he was still the son of Song Yuanzhong. Even if he was forced by his father, this kid had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and with various pills, he had long been an acquired martial artist.

An acquired martial artist, even at this time, has the power to fight back.

Sure enough, when Song Ye looked up and saw the shining hatchet, the hairs all over his body stood on end in fright. In desperation, he called a boy to worship Buddha, and clamped the hatchet tightly with two fleshy palms.

Song Ye's strength was not small, the mountain man couldn't pull out the hatchet for a while, but he kicked out, kicking Song Ye a somersault, and then another mountain man stabbed him with a fork, that was a trick To kill.

At this moment, Chu Xian discovered an interesting thing.

These mountain people only shot at Song Ye, but they were on the side of the three of them. They just glanced at them and didn't respond at all. Compared with Wei Anqing and others, yelling and running for their lives seemed too artificial.

Chu Xian frowned immediately, obviously there was something wrong with it, at this moment Luo Yong whispered: "My lord, if you don't make a move, Mr. Song may be cold!"

Chu Xian saw that although Song Ye's ability was not bad, he practiced too little on weekdays, let alone empty-handed.

Chu Xian nodded, but said: "Be gentle, don't kill anyone."

Luo Yong nodded and went on stage.

In just a few rounds, there was already a piece of ground lying on the ground, because Chu Xian did not let him kill, so Luo Yong simply did not use iron rods, but only punched and kicked.

And even Luo Yong's boxing skills cannot be resisted by more than a dozen mountain people, they will basically lie on the ground when they meet, not to mention these mountain people, even Chu Xian can't stand Luo Yong's big fist .

Song Ye even crawled and hid behind Chu Xian at this moment, his startled voice changed: "Brother Chu, they, they want to kill me."

Pushing Song Ye aside, Chu Xian walked up to a mountain resident who dislocated his arm but stared at Song Ye fiercely. Chu Xian was curious and asked, "Have you seen him?"

Pointing at Song Ye.

The mountain man scolded: "Although I have never seen this dog official surnamed Fan, I recognize him as a bamboo chair. I only hate that we are not strong enough to kill this dog official. If you want to kill it, you will cut it into pieces, whatever you want, sir." Just snorting is not considered a good man."

It's quite horizontal.

Chu Xian said with a smile: "Hardness is toughness, but it's brainless."

"What, you dare to insult me, I'll kill you." The burly mountain man wanted to struggle, but Luo Yong kicked him over again.

Chu Xian waited for the other party to calm down, and then said: "I'm not wrong, what you want to kill is the dog official of Xing Fan, but my brother's surname is not Fan, and he is not a dog official. If you didn’t get it right, you came here to block the way and kill people, and it would be an understatement to say that you have no brains.”

The mountain man was stunned for a moment, then stared at him and said: "Why, we received news that the dog officer surnamed Fan is coming out to welcome the foreign guests, as long as he lies in ambush here, he can..."

Chu Xian understood.

The one with the surname Fan, no need to ask, must be Fan Chengshui, the secretary of the Yunlong City Mansion, but as a local, could it be that he still can't recognize him?Still get it wrong?

Or, Song Ye and Fan Chengshui are actually brothers from the same family, and they look the same?
Chu Xian glanced at Song Ye, and the latter had an expression of what do you think I am doing.

"Damn, I understand. It must be his mother's trap. We blocked that Fan." Song Ye reacted and cursed immediately.

Chu Xian pushed Song Ye away again, and asked Luo Yong to gather the mountain people on the ground together for questioning.

These people had bruises and swollen faces, their arms were dislocated, or they couldn't stand up, so they simply sat. Chu Xian squatted and asked, "Are you local mountain people?"

"Not bad!" a mountain man straightened his neck and said.

"Do you think that the person sitting on this bamboo chair is Fan Chengshui, the chief scribe of Yunlong City Mansion?" Chu Xian asked again.

"Yes, but it seems to be a mistake." An older mountain dweller said.

"Do you have any enmity with Master Fan?" Chu Xian asked the third question.

At the moment, these mountain people all showed hatred: "The mortal enemy, Fan Gouguan deserves to die."

"Tell me." Chu Xian felt tired from squatting, so he sat cross-legged on the ground, not thinking the ground was dirty.

These mountain people didn't say a word, they all stared at Chu Xian with puzzled faces, Chu Xian smiled and said: "You are not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of talking to me?"

At that moment, a mountain dweller grinned, showing blood-stained teeth: "I'm not afraid, we don't lie, we don't lie, what we say is the truth, that dog official bullies the mountain dwellers, makes us pay taxes all day long, and even takes our money." Land, I asked him to judge, and I was taken into the prison without even being able to see anyone, my uncle starved to death in that prison."

In the end, he gritted his teeth.

At this time, it seemed that the chatterbox had opened up, and the rest of the mountain people also talked about it one after another. When Song Ye heard this, he gritted his teeth angrily and cursed at the dog official.

"I thought I was enough of an idiot, but I didn't expect there to be such a dog official in southern Xinjiang. What he did, he couldn't be called a human being, not as good as a beast." Song Ye also started cursing at this time.

Chu Xian was fine, so he listened carefully, and then said, "Since that's the case, why don't you go to the state government to file a complaint?"

The mountain man sneered at the moment: "Complaint? We just believed in the government's excuses, so we were fooled and suffered a big loss. What's more, that Fan who colluded with the Wuye tribe intercepted and killed us halfway. Even if we want to leave the Yunlong Mountain Realm now, we can't even do it."

Chu Xian thought of something, and asked, "Are you from the Sulan tribe?"

The mountain people nodded: "Ask knowingly."

Chu Xian didn't care about their attitudes. He knew before he came that the situation in Yunlong Mountain was complicated, and there were two aboriginal tribes, one was Wu Ye and the other was Su Lan.

It is said that these two major tribes are not in harmony, and there are conflicts and contradictions from time to time, but as the government, it should reconcile the conflicts between the two tribes, so how can one tribe unite and suppress the other?
This matter is unreasonable.

What's more, this time Fan Chengshui sent someone to pick him up, nominally to lead the way, but actually dug a huge hole for himself.

Fan Chengshui must have tricked these Sulan mountain people into ambush here, so there are several possibilities. One is that these mountain people killed themselves. If people go to compete with him for power, no one will suspect him, because the attacker is from the Sulan tribe, so what does it have to do with him, Fan Chengshui?
Another possibility is that if I didn't die, it must be these Sulan people who died. It means that they had just arrived and made a big enmity with the Sulan people. If Fan Chengshui used some tricks later, things would be even worse. It's not easy.

If the assassination is not successful, it will also cause conflicts between himself and the Sulan tribe. It can only be said that Fan Chengshui is full of evil and is too treacherous.

Chu Xian was puzzled, why did this group of evil people sneak into the officialdom, were they bad in the first place, or did the big dye tank of the officialdom change their original pure and simple?
This, Chu Xian doesn't know.

Therefore, those who are clean should keep their original intentions, keep their state of mind, and not be the incompetent people who follow the trend.

Chu Xian was thinking, and then asked these Sulan people some questions, which could be regarded as further understanding of the situation in Yunlong City.

Chu Xian was taken aback when he heard that Fan Chengshui in Yunlong City still had thousands of soldiers.

"How could he have military power as the Chief Scribe?" Song Ye next to him couldn't help interjecting.

Chu Xian shook his head: "If it's a private soldier, then it's a different matter, Mr. Song, do you still dare to go to this Yunlong City?"

Song Ye was really hesitant. He heard clearly just now that this Yunlong City is simply a dragon's lake and a tiger's den. If this stunned young man broke in, he might be played to death someday.

But seeing Chu Xian's appearance, Song Ye suddenly remembered that the person in front of him seemed to be more sinister and cunning than you, Fan Chengshui. With Chu Xian around, why should he be afraid of Fan Chengshui.

This is an opportunity for meritorious service.

Song Ye's face was serious at the moment: "We are officials, isn't it just a matter of injustice in the world, Yunlong City is full of smog, and I have to make decisions for the people, so that I am not in vain as an official."

"Well said." Chu Xian was very pleased, and then patted Song Ye on the shoulder and said, "At that time, I will give you an important task. It is up to you to restore Yunlong City to a blue sky."

Song Ye nodded, but there was always a feeling of being sold and helping count the money.

Next, Chu Xian ordered Luo Fei a few words, Luo Fei nodded, sat down cross-legged and cast a spell, Chu Xian told her to mobilize the poisonous insects, and if Wei Anqing's little officials were still around, he would use the poisonous insects to drive them away.

These eyeliners, Chu Xian can't let them stay by his side, of course, it's not enough to kill people, just drive them away.

Chu Xian's medical skills are not bad, and these mountain people from the Sulan tribe were quickly rectified by Chu Xian, and the medicine was applied, and there was basically no serious problem. It was not a problem to help them up and walk.

Chu Xian was relieved to see that they were all right, and these mountain people were not fools, they reckoned that Fan Chengshui was not the one they were going to attack just now.

"You have found the wrong person. He is not Fan Chengshui, but you have never seen that Fan Chengshui. It is just hearsay, so I don't blame you." Chu Xian asked again at this time: "Do you know who I am?"

More than a dozen Sulan mountain people shook their heads together.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you know it or not. Let me ask you, do you want to take revenge?" Chu Xian asked, and the mountain man replied, "Of course, even dreaming."

"Okay, you have to listen to me about this matter, here is 50 taels of silver, you take it, I will ask my apprentice to send you down the mountain, leave the boundary of Yunlong Mountain, and go to Chunjiang City, I will send you a letter, you Go to the teaching field sword captain Qi Chengxiang, give him the letter, and you can follow his arrangements for the rest."

(End of this chapter)