Monument Yangmen

Chapter 383 Fierce! (two in one)

Fenshui Station is the neatest and most beautiful post station that Yang Qi has seen in Song Dynasty.

The layout of the post station is delicately planted with flowers, plants and trees, which seems to be a gossip map gathered by trees, flowers and plants.

The old station master looked at Yang Qi staring at the flowers and plants in a daze, and said with a shy smile: "Your official has been the station chief for more than ten years, and I don't have any special hobbies on weekdays. I just like playing with some flowers and plants. A few years ago, I met a A man of high morals, after his guidance, he rearranged this piece of flowers and plants."

Yang Qi, led by the old station master, entered the canteen in the station, turned around and looked at the flowers and plants in the station, and couldn't help sighing.

"Unexpectedly, the old station master is also a refined person."

The old station master grinned, showing two rows of teeth with two missing teeth, and said humbly: "Your official is not very elegant, but you have stayed in this station for a long time. Take care of this place as if it were your own home." Just take care."

The old station master had a lot of experience, he secretly saw that Yang Qi was the real leader of this group of people.

Therefore, he was extraordinarily respectful in front of Yang Qi.

In the Great Song Dynasty, those who could let the people from the three yamen be responsible for clearing the way were all existences that were either rich or noble, and they could not be offended.

The old station master took Yang Qi and his party to rest in the dining hall, and he went to the back kitchen himself, and asked his wife in charge of the back kitchen to prepare a few more good dishes.

The environment in Fenshui Station is good, and the old station master is considerate, like an uncle next door.

In this comfortable environment, Yang Qi's mood eased a bit.

With the company of the old station master, an old official, the atmosphere of the dinner was naturally much more relaxed.

The old station master is a very talkative person, from his mouth, I can always hear some strange and deviant stories.

These stories, put in later generations, probably no one will listen carefully.

But in Song Dynasty, it was a very strange thing.

The Qubu of the Yang family and the Qubu of the Cao family are always attracted by the stories of the old station master, and their moods fluctuate as the story progresses.

Chatting until the moon was in the sky, everyone went back to their rooms to rest in a low mood.

The house of the post station has a two-story structure, and Yang Qi's bedroom is on the second floor.

As soon as he reached the door, Yang Qi froze.

Two old soldiers of Yang's mansion, with horizontal sabers in their arms, sat outside his bedroom door, closed their eyes and fell asleep.

They obviously didn't listen to the old webmaster's story, and stayed here early after eating.

Yang Qi stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "You two uncles, what are you doing?"

One of the men with a scarred face opened his eyes, and without saluting to Yang Qi, he sat on the spot and said in a low voice, "Lao He and I, stay here and keep vigil for you."

Yang Qi smiled, waved his hands and said: "Although this inn is prosperous, there are no villages or shops behind this place. Who would notice that we settled down here."

Yang Qi clasped his hands again and said, "Thank you two uncles for your kindness. You guys should go back and rest. We have to get up early tomorrow."

The man with the scarred face, like a black-faced god, spoke with a rigidity like a stone.

The person he called Lao He was more like a smiling tiger.

Hearing Yang Qi's advice, Scarface didn't pay any attention to his intentions, so he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Old He grinned and said with a smile: "Qiye, General She told me to take care of you when I went out. Let my two brothers take care of you. My two brothers are entrusted by the general, so naturally we can't be vague. Besides, we The two brothers are both scouts, even if they are standing, they can still rest. So it doesn't matter."

General She?
Hearing this title, Yang Qi understood the identities of these two people.

These two people are probably She Saihua's soldiers in the Northern Han Dynasty, and they are very likely to be directly under She Saihua's Baiziling.

There are not many direct soldiers under She Sai Huabai Ling's banner. There were originally more than 1000 people. After years of fighting, there are less than 20 people left.

These people can be regarded as a special existence in the Yang residence.

In the huge Yang Mansion, they only obey She Saihua.

Even Lao Yang, the head of the family, is not qualified to command them.

Now it seems that both of them have received She Saihua's military order, and they will not listen to him at all.

Yang Qi smiled wryly and shook his head, went back to the room, picked up two blankets, and handed them to the two of them.

It's winter right now, and the closer it gets to the northwest, the colder it gets.

In this kind of cold weather, if the two of them were blowing northwest wind outside the door all night, they would definitely get chills.

Scarface and Lao He were not polite to Yang Qi, they took the blanket and put it on their bodies.

Yang Qi smoothly closed a door, turned on the brazier in the room, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The entire station seemed to have fallen asleep following Yang Qi's deep sleep.

The surroundings became quiet, only the whistle of the northwest wind, raging in the sky like howling ghosts and wolves.

On a wooden bridge not far from the station, a group of men in black appeared quietly.

Then more men in black continued to emerge from all directions, joining the ranks of these people.

Gradually, more and more people in black gathered.

In a blink of an eye, the number exceeded 800 people.

The leading man in black, wearing a rakshasa mask and holding a long sword, seemed to be waiting for something.

After a long while, a black shadow leaped vertically and horizontally, and arrived in front of the man in black with a Rakshasa mask.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a thin man in black.

"Did you find out the news?"

The man in black with the Rakshasa mask asked in a deep voice.

The thin man in black knelt down on one knee and said, "I'm at the Fenshui post station five miles away. There are 300 people traveling together..."

The man in black with a Rakshasa mask said coldly: "We arrived much earlier than expected. It seems that they have been driving all day and all night without rest."

The thin man in black said respectfully, "I'm afraid we won't be able to use the plan we made to ambush at Fenshui Station."

"It's ok……"

The man in black with a Rakshasa mask waved his hand and said calmly: "Since we can't ambush, we can simply make a surprise attack. We have three times the number of them, and our brothers are all top fighters. They galloped for a day and a night, and they must be exhausted. .

We swooped in and caught them off guard. "

The thin man in black said: "The leader is wise."

The man in black with the Raksha mask turned around and looked at the 900 men in black behind him, and said in a low voice: "I am waiting for the kindness of Hong Gong (as mentioned earlier, Pan Renmei, also known as Pan Hong), and Hong When Gong Gong was killed, he could only stand by and watch. Now, the murderer who framed Gong Gong is at the Fenshui Station five miles away.

After a while, the brothers followed me to kill.Kill the villain and avenge Hong Gong. "

"Shu~"

The people in black didn't shout slogans, nor did they swear.

They knelt down on the ground one by one in unison, showing their attitude.

"Rush to the Fenshui post station. In the post station, no chicken or dog will be left."

"promise!"

900 people, under the cover of night, quietly approached the Fenshui station.

The man in black with a Rakshasa mask rushed to the Fenshui station and led the crowd to lurk at the door.

"What exactly is going on inside?"

The man in black with the Rakshasa mask asked.

The thin man in black said: "The postman and his family live in the left bedroom near the north door, and a few postmen live in the right bedroom. The person we are looking for lives in the south wing, half of the first floor is Some of the passing merchants are half of them. The villain who framed Mr. Hong lives on the second floor."

The man in black with a Rakshasa mask ordered: "Go to 100 people and guard the back door. Anyone who escapes from the back door will be killed without mercy. The left collar and the right collar, 30 people from each generation, will deal with the post-cheng in the bedroom at the north gate respectively." And the postmen. For the remaining people, pick two hundred good men and follow me to raid the second floor in the south. The rest of them will strangle the people on the first floor."

"Go!"

Black shadows, like ghosts, quickly acted according to the plan.

People in black, in order not to startle the snake.

As for the people at the north gate, assassination was adopted.

The old station master, also known as Yicheng and his family members in the black-clothed population, had his throat cut by someone in his sleep.

The same is true for the postmen in the right wing.

After the people in black finished dealing with the people at the north gate.

Scarface and Lao He, who were guarding the door of Yang Qi's room, opened their eyes at the same time.

"It smells like blood?"

Scarface tightly held the horizontal knife in his hand, and said in a deep voice.

Old He nodded solemnly, and said: "It came from the direction of the door, and the smell of blood is still strong. You go and wake up Qiye, and I will call the other brothers."

Lao He immediately rushed to the bedroom where the Yang family's music tribe lived.

Scarface rushed into Yang Qi's room, and reached out to pat Yang Qi's shoulder.

"Crack~"

"Boom!"

A slap slapped on Yang Qi's shoulder, Yang Qi suddenly opened his eyes, and punched Scarface's shoulder.

He lifted up the scarred face without any hassle.

"Master Qi, it's me."

At the critical moment, Scarface yelled loudly, and Yang Qicai held back his hand and didn't throw him out.

Yang Qi put him down, frowned and said, "It's midnight, what are you doing?"

Scarface picked up the horizontal knife that fell on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Someone came in."

"Sure?"

Before Scarface could answer, Yang Qi already knew the answer.

There were already shouts of killing downstairs.

"Go and hold your ground first, I'll be right there."

After Yang Qi finished speaking, he quickly put on his clothes, picked up the tiger-headed black golden gun, and rushed out of the room.

Outside the door, there was already a mess.

The thieves were all dressed in black and masked their faces, and they had already started fighting with Qubu from the Yang Mansion and Qubu from the Cao Mansion.

The battle situation on the first floor was a bit tragic.

The thief rushed into the room in the dark, hacking wildly.

Many Qubu, who had no time to put on their clothes, started fighting the men in black with their weapons in hand.

Many merchants staying overnight on the first floor were awakened.

Screaming and rushing out the door, what greeted them was the butcher knife.

The man in black has almost no humanity at all, and kills everyone he meets.

Even the youngest sons and daughters in the arms of the merchants could not escape.

A team of 200 people directly passed the first floor, rushed to the second floor and fought with the Qubu led by Lao He.

Due to Lao He's timely warning, the Qubu on the second floor seemed calmer than those on the first floor.

The people in black are very fierce, almost rushing forward without fear of life or death.

The leading masked man in black is even more of a master.

It can be seen from the fact that he casually chopped down a few veteran soldiers who stood in front of him.

In Qubu, only Lao He could barely stop this person with a few tricks.

"when!"

The masked man in black slashed down with his sword, and Lao He raised his horizontal knife to block it. He was shocked by the force of his sword and retreated repeatedly.

Lao He hastily met the enemy, turned his head and shouted at Scarface, "Old Xiong, take Master Qi and go first."

When the masked man in black heard this, he yelled loudly, "Want to leave? No way!"

The sword technique in his hand became fiercer, and he kept drawing wounds on Lao He's body one after another.

"Everyone who is here today will die."

The masked man in black said this fiercely.

Then he raised his sword and delivered a fatal blow to Lao He.

"Boom~"

Old He Xin closed his eyes coolly, waiting for death to come.

But he didn't wait until the sword of the masked man in black fell.

Opening his eyes, he saw the handsome Seventh Young Master in the past, holding a big gun, crouching in front of him.

"Aren't you too arrogant?"

Yang Qi snorted coldly, swept the gun head away, and directly swung away the masked man in black.

Yang Qi narrowed his eyes and said again: "Are you here to kill me?"

Now that the masked man in black doesn't have to hide, he roared, "You're the one who killed you, the thief."

The masked man in black fell to the ground, held a long sword, and killed Yang Qi.

"Master Seven, be careful."

Both Lao He and Lao Xiong spoke out to remind them.

Yang Qi smiled coldly, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand holding the tail end of the tiger-headed black gun, he swung it suddenly.

"Golden Monkey Dance Stick!"

"Oh!"

There was a sound like a bomb exploding.

The shock made everyone in the station lose their minds, and they all looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw that there was a big hole in the corridor on the second floor.

The fierce masked man in black just now was directly shot by Yang Qi, smashed through the wooden boards of the corridor, and fell to the first floor.

The long sword in his hand was already bent, and the long sword bumped into his face, pulling out a huge bloody mouth.

In addition, on his shoulder, when he used the sword to unload the force just now, the bones were broken, and a piece of arm bone pierced through his skin and was exposed outside.

All eyes were on Yang Qi, with a look of shock.

People in Yang's mansion don't know their Qi Ye a little bit.

The people in Cao's mansion also don't know their uncle a little bit.

Is this still the gentle, elegant and personable Yang Qi in the past?

Isn't this force value too tyrannical?
For the man in black, looking at Yang Qi was like looking at a monster.

The movement just now, without the strength of two or three hundred catties, I'm afraid I can't make it out?

The bully lifts the jack, that's legend.

In the past, if you saw a person with over a hundred arms strength, you would already be considered a natural supernatural power.

This directly appeared a monster whose arm strength was directly based on human beings and multiplied.

How is this played?
People don't need to use any spear skills, just use the long gun as a stick for a few rounds, and they will either die or be disabled if they bump into each other.

Yang Qi's force value is so explosive, no one can predict it, and no one knows.

In fact, no one knows how high Yang Qi's strength is.

Lao Yang, the father, didn't know, and She Saihua, the mother, didn't know either.

Cao Lin, who was by Yang Qi's bedside, didn't know either.

To be honest, Yang Qi himself didn't know how strong he was.

Because, he has never slackened his practice of martial arts.

His strength and martial arts are also growing rapidly.

In the past, there were almost no chances to make a move.

Therefore, Yang Qi didn't know much about his strength.

Anyway, he thought it should be quite strong.

"Light of Firefly, dare to compete with Haoyue for glory?"

Yang Qi sneered: "Today, anyone who attacks here will die."

This sentence is so familiar...

　Thank you for the reward of two oceans!Thanks to '187******35, ROFL' for a reward!today!I want to portray Yang Qi better!After going back and forth to delete and modify, until now, I am satisfied!It's late, sorry!

　　
　
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