From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 187

On seven or eight carriages, more than 40 people were tied up like livestock.

Most of them are young women, and a few men or old people are well-dressed, unlike ordinary people.

Under their terrified eyes, Qian Qi walked up to Qian Suhua and asked, "Mother, during this period of time when Hanoi County is in chaos, all the goods we brought back are good ones.

It won't be cheap to sell to the north. How can a young man be worth so much? "

"That's right, ma'am, prime ministers and generals are worthless these days, unless you tie up an emperor!"

"Hahaha……"

A group of ferocious men who dismounted with Han Qi laughed wildly.

"Everyone, all heroes, can you let me wait? I am willing to pay a thousand taels of silver as a ransom, and I will never report to the official."

While everyone was laughing, a young man on the carriage broke free of the cloth cotton at some point and shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bandits in front of him suddenly put away their smiles, and all of them looked at him coldly, and suddenly turned their eyes to Qian Suhua and begged:

"This one-eyed mother-in-law, please let me go..."

"To shut up!"

When Qian Suhua heard the words, a venomous look flashed in his one-eyed eyes, he stepped on the ground suddenly, and immediately kicked out a hard stone and shot the man's left eye.

"what!"

While howling, the man was thrown back by the stones.The eyelid of the left eye was tightly closed and sunken, and blood mixed with an unknown liquid gushed out, staining half of the cheek red in an instant.

"Aren't you going to gag him?"

Two villains stepped forward and brutally gagged him to death, Qian Suhua no longer paid attention to that side, and continued to teach Qian Qi a lesson: "It is said that you have shallow knowledge and don't know it."

She turned her hand and took out Yang Qing's saber, handed it to several people and said, "This sword alone is not ordinary."

Qian Qi glanced at the scabbard with narrowed eyes, then reached out to take it.

But carelessly, he almost couldn't hold it firmly, and it took a little effort to hold it tightly in his hand.

With the help of the oil lamp in front of him, he looked carefully for a while, then clicked his tongue in admiration: "This feels so comfortable to the touch. This weight, I'm afraid it will be more than [-] catties, right? What kind of material is this?"

As he spoke, he grasped the hilt of the sword with the other hand and drew out the blade.

I saw that the texture of the sword body was fine and simple, the spine of the sword was round, and the blade was short and sharp.

However, the overall look is slightly dull, and it seems that it is not as bright as the long knife on his waist.

However, it was this hidden feeling that made his heart tremble slightly, and he felt that this sword was more extraordinary.

"Boss Qi, let us have a look too."

A group of people gathered around and rushed to pass it on.

"This sword looks good, but it's too heavy. Most people are afraid that they won't be able to hold it after a few strokes."

"Yes."

The other person took the long sword and held a sword flower in his hand, then hung the sword on his waist very naturally and said: "So this sword cannot be used by ordinary people."

"That's right, after a while it's really... no, who are you?"

Realizing that the voice of the person receiving the sword was extremely unfamiliar, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at it together.

But they saw the place where the dim oil light halo intersected with the dark night, the strange young man in gray shirt was looking at them and smiling.

"you you……"

Qian Suhua's skinny, skinny fingers pointed forward, his face was pale, as if he had seen a ghost: "Why are you here?"

"Where do you think I should be?"

Yang Qing stretched his arms freely, lifting a villain next to him like picking flowers and grass: "Sleeping on the bed, waiting for you to treat me as a meat ticket?"

"Old Kan!" Seeing that Yang Qing raised his hand and grabbed a person, Qian Qi immediately drew his sword and pointed forward, showing a fierce look: "Put this person down for Grandpa! The Baling Gang won't ask you what your identity is!"

"Baling Gang?" Yang Qing frowned and said, "Since Xiangyu Mountain took refuge in Turks, have all the human traffickers under him become so reckless?"

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his fingers, and amidst the crisp and horrifying sound of bone cracking, the head of the man he held in his hand tilted, and his chest fell limply without making a sound.

"Old Kan!"

Everyone around drew their swords out of fright, Qian Qi roared even more anxiously, and raised his sword to rush forward: "I'll kill you!"

"Stop!" Qian Sulian pulled him back, and looked at Yang Qing with her narrowed eyes, "Do you know Master Xiang?"

When Yang Guang was in power, the Baling Gang was in charge of collecting folk beauties for his pleasure.

The job of the gang is to open brothels and gambling halls all over the world, and there is also a business of human trafficking in the dark.

After Yang Guang's death, Xiang Yushan, the leader of the Baling Clan, joined Xiao Xian's command.

Later, it lost its use value, and was hunted down by Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling for killing Fang Susu, so he turned around and joined the Turks, and worshiped Zhao Deyan as his teacher.

Yang Qing went to Baling to chase Xiao Rou back a few months ago, and it seems to be related to the Baling Gang.

Hearing Qian Sulian's question at this time, he threw away the corpse and said, "Xiangyu Mountain, I haven't seen it before."

"Brother Yang, it's all about living in the rivers and lakes, and no one can get anywhere in the troubled times." Qian Sulian said calmly, "I'm going to die today, old lady. The person you killed will be counted on me. How about we go our separate ways?" ?”

"mother!?"

"To shut up!"

After scolding, Qian Sulian stared at Yang Qing with one eye without blinking.

Others don't know, but she understands.

Whether it's the Mongolian sweat medicine that was poured into the porridge before, or the acupoint cutting method she added later, it is definitely not something ordinary people can handle.

As for the young man in front of him, just because of his agility to sneak into the crowd without a sound, already made people fearful.

"You are acting like an old Jianghu at the moment." Yang Qing's figure floated to one side silently in the dark night, and he picked up another person with his hand: "Why didn't I think of it before, I dare to go out alone, how could I have no means?" ?”

Seeing him blinking like a ghost and grabbing another person, the crowd around him felt chills welling up in their hearts.

Qian Sulian restrained and said: "Greedy is causing trouble, and I lost my sight for a while."

Yang Qing sneered and said: "The courtyard is full of corpses, and you can sleep soundly. This is not a mistake, it is clearly careless!"

As soon as the words fell, his palms suddenly tightened, and he shook his hands for a moment when the person in his hands was limp, and threw the corpse out!

"Go!"

The negotiation was fruitless, Qian Sulian gave a stern voice full of resentment, and threw the oil lamp in her hand on the door beam.

With the other hand on his waist, he drew out a soft sword with a cold light.

At the same time, Qian Qi had already led others to rush forward.

"kill!"

In the cold winter night, more than a dozen weapons of various kinds broke through the cold wind and smashed towards Yang Qingzhou's body.

However, the next moment, the figure in the gray shirt in front of everyone suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and scattered away.

The light smoke circled around the crowd, and the occasional traces of fists and palms were like knives cutting carrion, and heavy hammers beat drums.

Anyone who comes into contact with it will have their heads flying and their sternum shattered.

In an instant, the corpse fell to the ground.

Qian Sulian stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, and then looked at Yang Qing's seemingly insubstantial figure, and for a moment she didn't know where to stab the sword in her hand.

"Qi'er get out of the way!"

When she was at a loss, she suddenly saw Yang Qing rushing towards Qian Qi, who was the only one in the field who hadn't fallen down yet, and immediately raised his sword to meet him.

"die!"

Yang Qing suddenly stopped in front of Qian Qi, and the body that came to a standstill extremely quickly was wrapped in the cold wind.

Before Qian Qi could react, he raised his arm like a whip shadow piercing through the air, and slapped him hard on the throat.

Qian Sulian watched helplessly as he fell to the ground like a falling goose with a broken neck.

The still-living body wriggled helplessly among dead branches and fallen leaves all over the ground, but the head, which was only connected by flesh and blood, did not respond anymore.

"Qi'er!" Qian Sulian rushed forward and cried out, then raised her head to look at Yang Qing, the hatred in her eyes almost turned into substance: "You are so cruel!"

"It's you who are ruthless." Yang Qing said lightly: "No mother would take her son to do this kind of business.

How many people have you kidnapped from Hanoi County these days, and how many people have been buried under the yard, can you count them? "

"Hey, in troubled times, who cares so much about survival?" Qian Sulian replied coldly, "It's only my fault that I didn't know how to move, and I got into trouble with you, the evil star.

Forget it, my son is dead, and I have nothing to worry about in this world.

Don't bother you to do it, the old lady will do it herself. "

As she spoke, she half-embraced Qian Qi's body in her arms, and said with relief: "My son, don't be afraid, mother will come to accompany you right away!"

As soon as the words fell, she raised her hand and thrust it towards her face.

But at the moment when the palm was about to touch the skin, it suddenly slid against the face, and then used the thumb to slam into the blind eye!
Yang Qing heard the sound of splashing water, and a stream of dark red pus and blood shot out in response to the sound!

At the same time, the sword light in Qian Sulian's hand flashed repeatedly, smashing his afterimage left in place in the blink of an eye!

The pus and blood splashed on the ground, instantly rotted and scorched the branches and leaves, making a "sizzling" sound.

Qian Sulian, on the other hand, had completely fallen into madness, and kept slashing in the surrounding void with her sword raised.

"Come out! Come out for me!"

The people who were tied to the carriage saw that she looked like a madman, waving a sharp sword non-stop.

He turned a blind eye to Yang Qing who was sticking behind him like a shadow, as if he didn't realize it.

"If I had known today, why was it in the first place."

"call out!"

Hua Guang flashed and disappeared in the dark night accompanied by the sound, passing through Qian Sulian's forehead and then sinking into the ground.

Yang Qing bypassed her slammed corpse, walked by several carriages one by one, and untied everyone.

"Find a place to live by yourself."

After speaking, he turned back to the house, ignoring the movement outside.

It's not far from Luoyang, and with cars and horses, it's not difficult to get through the night and go home on your own.

The dead members of the Baling gang had enough dry food, drinking water, and lighting equipment, so he didn't need to worry about it.

Hearing a burst of suppressed crying outside, someone gradually greeted and comforted her, until it was quiet, and Yang Qing fell asleep again.

After sleeping until dawn, he got up and went to the kitchen to heat up the leftover porridge from last night, and ate some dry food that he brought with him.

After feeding the horses again, they set out on the road again.

After riding the horse out of the village, the tributary of the Yellow River, which flows from north to south, is already in sight.

When he reached the bank, he felt a cold wind blowing along the river, so he immediately turned his horse's head and galloped along the river bank.

This road is full of rugged mountain roads, but Yang Qing runs the Changchun Gong Can into the horse's body to resist the wind and cold.

When encountering a dangerous road, take it along with it and jump over it vertically, running wildly.

Before dark, not only passed through Wangwu Mountain, but also reached the territory of Jinzhou.

Now Song Jingang is confronting Li Shimin in this area, and the entire Jinzhou is shrouded in flames of war. The situation is even more bleak than that of Hanoi County, which was just ravaged by the Turks.

The place is in a mess and there is no one inhabited.

When it was more than thirty miles away from Jinzhou, it was completely dark.

A few days ago, the snow was still there, and the vast wilderness was blank.

As he was running, suddenly there were soldiers in front of him blocking the way.

Looking at the armor in his clothes, it was Song Jingang's subordinate.

"Stop here!"

Four soldiers armed with swords stepped forward and shouted: "The gate of Jinzhou city is closed, if you want to enter the city, hurry up tomorrow."

Yang Qing originally intended to go to the city to inquire about news, and to replenish dry food and drinking water by the way, and asked: "It's freezing cold, where are people not allowed to go into the city to rest?"

"Over there." The leader pointed to the east and said, "There is a ruined temple three or five miles to the east. Many people from the rivers and lakes like you have spent the night there, and they have the ability to occupy a place for themselves."

Now that the city gate of Jinzhou was closed, Yang Qing originally wanted to cross Jinzhou overnight and rush to the next city.

But he heard the man mentioned that people from the rivers and lakes gathered in the east, so he stopped asking and turned to the east.

Not far away, there were scattered people from the rivers and lakes gathering in the snow around the campfire in sight.

These people are dressed in different clothes, and there are many foreign races mixed among the Han people.

Seeing strangers coming on horseback, they all waited and watched.

Yang Qing turned a blind eye to them, only staring at the ruined temple not far away where screams were constantly coming from and the faint fire was shining.

"Little brother, don't go any further."

As he was walking, someone suddenly reminded him.

He turned his head to look, and saw an old man in his sixties looking at him calmly, his eyes were secretive.

"I was about to ask." Yang Qing stopped his horse and looked at him with a smile, "Old man, it's icy and snowy, you are all sitting outside, don't you go to the temple?"

"You can't go there." The old man shook his head and said, "Didn't you hear the movement inside? The Liaodong monster is killing people?"

"Murder?" Yang Qing asked puzzled, "Where is the Liaodong monster, and who did he kill?"

"Who?" The old man frowned and said, "At present, in the territory of Jinzhou, except for the Li family, they are Song Jingang's people. The people who come here are all helping Song Jingang in the war. Who else can you kill?"

"But why doesn't it sound like murder to me?" Yang Qing turned to look at the temple where the screams continued, "It looks like torture."

"That's normal." The old man said: "The two sides are angry, and it's common to catch a few prisoners to vent their personal anger. I say you just stay outside, those Liaodong ghosts have become so temperamental that they don't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Mo It's better to provoke."

"They arrested all Han people, right?"

"Hey." The old man said with a sneer: "This land is full of people who are fame and fortune, no matter what kind of Han or Hu people, they have to live for themselves. I think you are new here, just remind me, find another place. "

Yang Qing nodded in response, and then continued to drive forward.

Although the old man kindly reminded him, it didn't apply to him.

"Hey, I said, why don't you listen to persuasion, kid? Wouldn't it be nice to have to go find it?"

The old man yelled again behind him, seeing that Yang Qing didn't pay any attention to him, he sighed and lay down in the snow without paying any attention to him.

There was no courtyard in the ruined temple, so Yang Qing drove the horse to stop in front of the gate, and tied the horse to one side.

At this time, the screams in the temple became even worse, and along with them, there were excited howls that did not resemble human voices.

Beside the broken window, the swaying firelight reflected distorted figures, more like a group of demons dancing wildly.

He walked to the door, and when he looked up, he saw a raging flame burning in the center of the empty temple, and more than a dozen Buddha statues were placed against the walls.

At this time, in front of each Buddha statue was a shirtless man with incomplete facial features.

Judging from the bun style on their heads and the lower body armor that has not been completely peeled off, they are the generals of the Li family.

Surrounding the bonfire were seven or eight hideous Turkic men with scattered hair.

These people had already discovered Yang Qing, but none of them took it seriously.

It wasn't until he walked through the threshold that someone turned his head and stared, "Get out!"

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　Sorry, there is a power outage tonight. . .I wrote some on my computer, and some on my phone. I just uploaded it in a hurry, and both sides were covered. I am editing it, and I can just refresh it later. . .

　　
　
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