Young man, please stay

Chapter 12 Become a new man every night

"Wait a few days."

"why?"

As the sun set, the girl who held the horse's rope tightly faced Qin Lang's question and slowly uttered two words:

"Together."

After a pause, he added as if explaining something:
  "I am powerful."

"Uh...this is true, so what?"

"So after the injury is healed...I can kill them all without you."

"No."

Qin Lang shook his head decisively.

……

It stands to reason that Gu Jin had killed some people from the Blood Knife Sect before and escaped with Su Yinping. In fact, he was also a target of concern from the Blood Knife Sect.

If there are spies from the Blood Knife Sect near Jianping County at the moment, they will definitely pay attention to the two escaped Su Yinping.

In this aspect alone, Gu Jin has every reason to want to destroy the Blood Knife Sect just like Qin Lang.

In fact, if Gu Jin was not injured, Qin Lang might even take the initiative to ask her to go with him.

But the problem is time.

It will take about half a month for Gu Jin to recover from his injury. Before that, Qin Lang is worried that the people in the Blood Knife Sect will have more and more knowledge about his situation, including his portrait and so on.

This is why Qin Lang now wears a face towel when going out.

The nights were long and there were many dreams. Qin Lang was originally afraid that the thief would miss him, so how could he still let the thief miss him for so long?
  A strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake, but a hero cannot fight against a scoundrel.

A certain girl's pair of daggers were so exciting that Qin Lang couldn't see clearly even before she used her full strength. Didn't he also suffer a big loss at the hands of those gangsters?
  ……

Without further ado, Qin Lang insisted on setting off immediately, and finally persuaded Miss Jin to let go of the reins.

"Look at you, you have a pretty face and a calm face. It's not good to be like this."

"..."

"If you are unhappy because of this, then I promise you that when I come back, I will teach you the martial arts that I used to restrain your one-handed dagger that day. How about that?"

Not to mention, after hearing this, Gu Jin's beautiful eyes really lit up a little.

"drive!"

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he got on his horse and the horse snorted. Su Yinping from the room heard the sound and ran out with small steps. He slightly raised the waist of his skirt with his hands and looked at the man and the horse galloping away:
  "Qin Lang! You have to be careful!"

"I know——! Drive!..."

"..."

"Huh? What's wrong, Sumire?"

"Madam...it's better not to call that person by his name from now on..."

"why?"

"If you bark too much, you'll get needle eyes easily..."

"???"

Is there such a thing?

The princess didn't know much about the folk customs of Qingzhou, but she was not in the mood to care about them at the moment. After Qin Lang walked away, she pursed her lips and the look on her face became serious:
  "Jing'er, Qin Lang said before that it would be easier for us to walk and go shopping in the county."

The words seemed a bit abrupt, but Gu Jin understood what he said. He raised his eyes and looked at the gold-inlaid dragon-patterned jade pendant with the word "green glass" written on it.

……

In this way, half a month after the "Young Hero was imprisoned and killed a thief" incident, the government office in Jianping County, a small border town, became lively again before the sun went down.

What exactly happened, the people have no way of knowing.

They only knew that after learning that two mysterious people had entered the county government office, the parched county man who was listening to a book at the tea stall turned pale on the spot, sweating profusely, and almost fell off the bench. He fell down and almost rolled back to the county government office.

Then, the county government door suddenly closed tightly.

Rows of policemen stood guard with swords along the street, including many temporarily recruited personnel. They wanted to have three layers inside and three layers outside, covering the county government tightly.

Such a solemn and tense battle gradually dispersed until a few flying pigeons carrying messages flew from the county government office towards Qingzhou Prefecture.

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"Drive! Drive!"

At the same time, on the official road heading east out of Jianping County, Qin Lang galloped on his horse, his sleeves rustling.

Although Qin Lang was born in Tianshan, he learned to ride a horse.

And learn it from an early age.

Children love to play horse riding games.

When I was a child in the mountains, my senior sister liked to pretend to be a small...big mare and let Qin Lang ride the horse.

In order to cultivate his future riding skills, the senior sister sometimes deliberately made him unable to ride, forcing Qin Lang to wave his little whip and slap his round butt before he would continue to crawl on the ground with a blush on his face and a groan.

Later, when he grows up and becomes sensible, Qin Lang will actually learn to ride a horse on the grassland at the foot of Tianshan Mountain.

The most indispensable thing on the grassland is horses. Qin Lang rides a wild horse, riding without stirrups and without a saddle. Needless to say, his riding skills are excellent.

"drive!"

After riding on the official road for about half an hour, it was already dark. Not far away was the horseback turn where Su Yinping described the accident. Qin Lang lit up the torch he had prepared in advance, pretending that the horse was tired, and slowed down. speed.

At the same time, his ears were carefully paying attention to the movements around him.

rustling...

"!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of grass and trees on the hillside to the left. Qin Lang knew it, but pretended not to react and continued walking forward.

rustle…

Soon, similar noises were heard on the hillside on the right, which was extremely secretive and could easily be mistaken for birds and beasts passing through at night.

Da da…

Qin Lang continued to move forward with his horse. With a neigh, the horse's hooves suddenly became chaotic, and he probably encountered a tripping rope.

It seems to be the same method.

If he was galloping, Qin Lang would definitely have tripped down at night.

But in this case, it was enough for the horses to be frightened and stop, but when they heard several "whoosh, whirr, whirr" sounds of wind, one person and one horse were quickly surrounded by dust.

"Who! What's going on!"

Amid Qin Lang's shouts of "fear", torches gradually lit up one after another on the hillsides on both sides, and finally Qin Lang was surrounded by increasingly noisy human voices.

"Ahem!...You..."

Under the cover of a circle of firelight, Qin Lang took Xingnao Pill in his mouth and saw clearly about a dozen people holding ring knives. All of them had ugly faces. When they looked at Qin Lang, they didn't even have the slightest desire to communicate with them. He simply regarded Qin Lang as a lamb to be slaughtered. At most, he would look at Qin Lang twice as if he were inspecting goods, and then just go about his own internal communication.

"Brother Qi, you don't seem to be fat."

Someone seemed to dislike Qin Lang. He walked up to Qin Lang who was already "unconscious" and kicked him:
  "It's just one person and one horse. I'm afraid the items on his body won't be enough for medicine."

"Fourth brother, don't say that. Having a horse is enough to repay the money... Brothers have only been out of the mountains and forests for a few days? Let alone killing people, they don't even have a woman to play with! The idea I encountered the day before yesterday was so stupid It hurt my hand and directly damaged more than a dozen brothers. It’s a tough time right now, so it would be nice to make some money..."

"Alas! The main reason is that all the brothers in the sect came here this time, and mobilized troops to squat for a day and a night, that's all..."

"Take the horse away, search the things, and then what? How to deal with this person?"

"Let's take a look... Tsk, this guy looks quite handsome. It would be good to sell him to a brothel." Qin Lang, who was on the ground, felt his heart skip a beat.

brothel?

Sell ​​me?

Are you sure you didn't sell it to the wrong place?
  Why would you sell me, a grown man, to a brothel? Be a new star every night?

……

"Recently I heard that the Ningxiang Pavilion in Jinzhou has opened a new business. It specializes in recruiting young husband-in-laws for ladies and weirdos to play with. This guy might be worth an oiran's money."

"Ningxiang Pavilion? Seventh Brother, isn't that right? All Ningxiang Pavilions in the world are the property of Tianhe Sect. Our Blood Knife Sect..."

"One code equals another code. Who are you not doing business with? Ningxiang Pavilion is currently competing with Tingyuxuan. They are both Qinlou Chu Pavilion. Tingyuxuan is the business of the Jiaofang Division and represents the imperial court! Heaven! Hezong is fighting with the imperial court, so what kind of resources can’t be taken? Why do you still care about where they come from? "

……

It turned out to be the case.

Qin Lang didn't expect that he could hear some wonderful little news while lying on the ground and pretending to sleep.

……

"Seventh Brother, if that's the case, why don't we just go and take care of Jianping County? The guy who killed the sect leader might still be there!"

"Yes! Those two stinky bitches the day before yesterday also went to Jianping County, kill them too!"

"As for the other people in the county, except for the inconvenience of the government, I'll just kill all the others who can be killed! Let the children and widows play, and then kill them after they have had enough! Hahaha! It can be regarded as sacrificing the sword to the brothers. Sacrifice to the Lord!"

……

Hearing these words, Qin Lang almost couldn't help but frown.

It can only be said that the Blood Knife Sect is indeed notorious, its human nature is like that of an animal, and it deserves death.

……

"Idiot! I said one code will come back to the other! Now I'm taking over Tianhe Sect's territory! Do you want to kill me?"

"As for selling people to Ningxiang Pavilion, should we wait for the elder to come back?"

"What are you waiting for him to do? As soon as the sect leader died, he was the only elder in the family. Instead of making a living with his brothers, he went to Qingzhou Mansion to flatter the prefect... Huh! That old man was enjoying the good life in Qingzhou Mansion, but he didn't care about his brothers. Are there only a dozen people left here?”

"Hey, stop talking about this, take it one step at a time, Lao Jiu! Come here and tie up this kid first!"

……

At this point, Qin Lang finally understood.

Originally, he planned to see the situation, such as whether he should pretend to be a wealthy businessman, take the initiative to be a hostage, and then sneak into the Blood Knife Sect's lair or something.

As a result, when I heard it now, in the entire Blood Knife Sect, apart from the ones Gu Jin killed last time, now there were only a dozen or so around them left!

Oh, there is also an elder who is away from home and seems to have some hook-ups with the Qingzhou magistrate.

That thing was actually simpler.

So, when someone around him approached Qin Lang and just bent down to tie him up, he kept his crouching posture and suddenly stopped moving.

"Huh? Lao Jiu, what's wrong?"

The disciple of the Blood Knife Sect, known as Seventh Brother, sensed something was wrong and reached out to pat Lao Jiu on the shoulder. However, he could only hear hissing "ho ho" coming out of Lao Jiu's mouth, and stiffly turned his face with wide eyes. It also revealed the tip of the knife stuck in his throat.

"Old Nine!"

Large streams of blood flowed from the tip to the handle of the ring knife that Lao Jiu used.

The hand holding the knife handle belonged to Qin Lang, who was "unconscious" on the ground.

"You!...Zhuzi is so brave!"

In an instant, everyone else realized that the change had occurred. Immediately, the two closest Blood Knife Sect disciples raised their ring knives and slashed towards Qin Lang!

Qin Lang strengthened his legs, separated his left and right sides, and each swept a disciple to the ground. He stood up at the same time, caught the two knife-wielding wrists with both hands, and buckled them back!
  Puff!

There were two muffled sounds, and blood blossomed.

Such superb and terrifying skills actually subdued many people on the spot for a while, but not all of them.

"what---!"

Before Qin Lang killed the two men, before he could take action, a rough-faced man shouted angrily from behind. It was the seventh brother. He was holding the blood-blade single-ring sword that came standard with the Blood Knife Sect in both hands, pointing it at Qin Lang's The back is a force that splits Mount Huashan,
  Qin Lang stretched out his right arm, grabbed the other man's knife-wielding wrist, and slashed with his backhand.

Clang—!
  The blood knife has a wide spine and a wide blade, and its weight is not light. This one offsets the upper and lower parts and directly cut out the sparks.

What shocked all the Blood Knife disciples present was that both of them remained completely motionless after facing each other.

You know, Brother Qi used a double-wielding downward slash to split Huashan with one move.

But Qin Lang used the strength of one hand to lift the knife upward to block it.

Under such circumstances, not only did Qin Lang's arms and palms not tremble at all, but his entire body was as stable as a rock. You can imagine how tyrannical his external skills are!
  "Good good!"

Seventh Brother's eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of ferocity:

"What a boy! Good work! Tell me your name!"

"I'll pay you back."

"?"

Brother Qi did not expect that the other party had no intention of quarreling with him. It seemed that killing was the only purpose. In the time he was calling, Qin Lang had already wiped the neck of the man he had just used to lift the knife.

Counting Lao Jiu, in the blink of an eye, four Blood Knife Sect disciples had died at the hands of Qin Lang!
  "court death!"

The seventh brother suddenly became angry and rushed towards Qin Lang again with his sword in his hand. Qin Lang also saw that among the remnants of the Blood Knife Sect, the seventh brother was the most powerful. Qin Lang chose not to fight him first, holding his hand. With a blood knife, he turned his back to Brother Seven and rushed towards the rest of the people in the Blood Knife Sect.

"kill!"

"?!"

They originally thought that Qin Lang, a master like him, would challenge Seventh Brother to a duel first, and then they would look for opportunities to conduct sneak attacks, poisoning, and secret arrows.

As a result, they never expected that Qin Lang would not pay attention to the berserk Seventh Brother, but directly ran towards his few bastards with shallow skills with a knife.

欻——!
  The sword flashed across the entire army, and two more people fell into a pool of blood.

The remaining people were horrified, but they did not want to sit still and wait for death. The three disciples slashed at Qin Lang's face at the same time. Qin Lang held the knife in front of him and pushed it.

clang!
  Then he turned around three times in a row, and Qin Lang threw three white cloud covers with one hand. The swords were gone, and the swords were bloody, and the three of them fell one after another!

Less than half a stick of incense, seven of the remaining Blood Knife Sect disciples died at the hands of one person!
  After Seventh Brother slashed at Qin Lang's back for a while, even though his eyes were about to burst, he felt a little more awake.

The person in front of me was obviously not a passerby, but came specifically with the purpose of killing the Blood Knife Sect!

"who are you!"

"Qin Lang, Wang Lianglang."

At this time, in addition to Seventh Brother, there were four other disciples who were already panicking and scattered and fled to the left hillside.

Qin Lang couldn't catch up, so he could only step on and kick a bloody knife in the direction of several people.

call out--!
  blah-

Where the sword light passed through, the four disciples were torn open in their calves or in the crooks of their legs. According to the characteristics of the blood sword, this wound was destined to prevent them from escaping for a long time.

Then, Qin Lang faced Brother Seventh, brushed off the blood on his clothes, and said coldly:
  "I was the one who killed your sect leader Xue Gui."

"Why are you!"

"Because...well...he scolded my senior sister twenty years ago."

"?!"

"As for killing you, it's probably because... you want to sell me to a brothel."

(End of this chapter)