Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() The black shadow in the corner began to squirm slowly and change its shape following Song Jiang's astonished gaze.

"Whisper."

Like a sigh coming from the eighteenth floor of hell, the sound was vague and erratic.

Song Jiang's hair stood on end when he saw it, and he almost felt that when an evil spirit came to claim his life, the black shadow suddenly disappeared from the corner of the wall.

Song Jiang's eyes blurred, and the black shadow came to Song Jiang in one step. He didn't speak, but showed an object in his hand first.

Badge!

With the reflection of the moonlight on the waist card, Song Jiang was very sure of the origin of the waist card.

The badge of the Imperial City Division!

"Could it be that there are people from the Huangcheng Division on the mountain?" Song Jiang saw that the person was short and dark, and even covered his head and face, revealing only two shining eyes, looking at him stealthily.

Song Jiang nodded slightly, and tried to ask in a low voice: "Brother, are you from the Imperial City Division?"

"Exactly." The voice from under the mask was still so mysterious: "I'm here to rescue you."

Thinking of the mystery of the Imperial City Division, Song Jiang couldn't help asking: "Are you here to save me or to kill me?"

There was a bit of piercing strange laughter from under the mask, like the call of a hornet in the middle of the night.

Song Jiang was shocked, and his clenched palms were about to sweat.

"Do you think it would take so much effort for me to take your life?" The tone under the mask was extremely disdainful: "Anyway, I'm here, you can leave if you don't want to."

As soon as everyone in black finished speaking, they raised their legs and walked away. Song Jiang hurriedly stood up: "We are all brothers, please save me."

Hearing this, the man in black stopped, stared at Song Jiang, and asked word by word: "Isn't Huarong your brother?"

Song Jiang was so stared at that his back broke out in cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Hua Rong intends to betray her, if I don't act in time, I will be exposed."

"So you have merit?" There was another strange smile under the mask: "Well, I don't need to worry about these things, you come with me."

After speaking, the man in black turned around and walked towards the cell door, Song Jiang followed closely, not daring to breathe even on tiptoe.

The man in black looked back and saw that Song Jiang's whole body was tense, and he smiled strangely: "You don't have to be so nervous, there is medicine in the meal, and the jailer should lie down now."

Only then did Song Jiang feel relieved, and praised in a low voice: "This brother, you have a good trick."

The man in black shook his head and walked to the cell door. Song Jiang could see clearly that the man just flicked the lock with his sleeve, and then pushed the cell door open.

"Walk."

Song Jiang saw that the man in black entered and exited the prison door as if there was no one in it, and he trembled in his heart: "This man has such a means, why did he never notice it in the cottage? Those schemes and plans discussed with Wu Yong are all called Did he listen?"

Seeing that Song Jiang hesitated, the man smiled and said, "Don't think about who I am. I'm just a young man on weekdays. Where did you know? The superior asked me to watch you, but I didn't expect you It’s useless, Wu Yong is dead, so it’s useless after all.”

"Song Jiang dare not." Song Jiang bowed deeply: "I don't know how to proceed with the Liangshan incident?"

"Of course I'll take over." The man in black said flatly, "If you don't want to be troublesome, don't talk nonsense, let's go, I'll take you out."

Song Jiang thanked him and followed closely.

Under the oil lamp in front, the jailer was lying on the table with his head tilted, and his saliva was almost dripping on the table from sleep.

Everyone in black waved their hands to signal Song Jiang to keep quiet. The two walked around the sleeping guard and opened the cell door to go out.

Seeing the starlight in the sky, Song Jiang suddenly passed away, and before he could feel anxious, he was dragged by the man into the woods.

It was darker in the woods than outside, Song Jiang followed the man in black and walked quickly, but he tripped and fell and gnawed on the mud after a few steps.

"waste!"

The man in black left a sentence, ignored Song Jiang, and strode forward. Strange to say, in the dark woods, the man in black moved like clouds and flowing water, and his clothes were not even scratched by the branches.

Song Jiang gritted his teeth and got up, stumbled to keep up, touched his face, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

The man in black didn't look back, he stopped and walked, deliberately giving Song Jiang a chance to follow.

I don't know how long it took, Song Jiang heard the sound of water in his ears, presumably it was not far from the water, and he was bruised and bruised all the way, Song Jiang also persevered.

One of the shoes on his feet had been lost long ago, and Song Jiang was limping, seeing the man in black floating in front of him, his figure flashed out of the woods.

"It's almost here!" Song Jiang cheered himself up, and ran out of the woods, not far away, there was indeed a pool of water under the cliff, and there was a large area of ​​reeds growing underneath.

"How do you get across the water? Don't you want to swim over?"

Song Jiang was born a landlubber, so he couldn't help but get anxious.

The man in black shouted: "Jump down!"

Song Jiang hesitantly came to the edge of the cliff, seeing the darkness below, where is the boat?

"Don't leave Song Jiang!"

"Grab that fat black man!"

The sound of shouting and killing rose in Song Jiang's ears. Looking around, two fire dragons were coming on the mountain road far away. It must be that someone found something wrong and chased after them.

"Brother, is there a boat?" Song Jiang turned around and said with a sad face, "Song Jiang can't swim."

The man in black didn't say anything, he kicked Song Jiang's ass with his kick, Song Jiang felt a burst of force, his body flew up involuntarily, and fell down the cliff!

"what"

Song Jiang screamed, his face came into close contact with the hard wooden board, and he swallowed it in the second half.

board?Where did the boards come from in the reeds?

Song Jiang touched around, only to be pleasantly surprised to find that he happened to land in a small boat, which must have been prepared by the man in black in advance.

Under the moonlight, the man in black leaped high and landed in the boat, which only caused the boat to vibrate slightly, without even a splash.

"boating!"

Without further ado, the man in black stuffed a wooden oar into Song Jiang's hand.

Song Jiang swallowed: "What about you?"

"I'm tired, I'll take a rest." The man in black lay down after finishing speaking: "Whether you row or not, the pursuers will arrive soon."

"I row! I row!" Song Jiang nodded again and again, rowed the wooden oar, and drove the boat out of the reeds.

It has to be said that although Song Jiang doesn't know water, but since he suffered a disadvantage on the water and almost ate noodles with noodles, he deliberately learned how to row from Li Jun and the others.

The two fire dragons on the cliff had already joined together, and it was Chao Gai, Ximen Qing and others who led the team.

Looking at the boat going farther and farther, Chao Gai asked worriedly: "My dear brother, will something happen to Brother Shi Qian?"

"If it's someone else, I can't tell." Ximen Qing smiled: "But my third brother is good at this kind of work, but there is nothing to worry about."

After finishing speaking, Ximenqing sighed softly: "Send away this villain Song Jiang, Liangshan can develop quietly, and the imperial court has too many things to take care of, so it can't take care of our side."

Song Jiang rowed the boat, turning his head from time to time to look at the fire dragon gathered on the cliff behind him, until he could not see the figure under the fire light, he turned his head with confidence.

The man in black even closed his eyes, as if he was resting.

Song Jiang didn't eat at night, and he was tossed so hard, and rowing was really hard work. When he relaxed, he suddenly felt that he couldn't lift his hands, and there was pain everywhere in his body.

"Brother, did you bring anything to eat? Song Jiang's hands and feet are so weak that he can't move. I just want something to eat."

The man in black laughed strangely when he heard this: "You still want to eat at this moment? You must know that there are many leaders of the cottage navy, and maybe they are mobilizing ships to fetch you right now."

"I know the nature of water, just stick it in the water. How about you?"

Song Jiang gave a wry smile, took a few handfuls of water from the pool and swallowed them, deceiving his belly, took a deep breath, picked up the oar again, and rowed desperately.

"That's about the same, call me when it's almost here." The man in black seemed to be drowsy from the rippling water, and yawned.

Song Jiang gritted his teeth and rowed the boat, and evil thoughts suddenly arose in his heart: "When I get ashore, coax this birdman to take me to look for Dai Zong and Li Kui, and then I will let you die."

After a while, I thought again: "Take off the mask first, let's see what kind of face this bird man has!"

Song Jiang thought wildly, and with a desire for revenge, he gradually gained some strength in his hands, and paddled away with one oar at a not slow speed.

While yawning, the man in black pointed out the direction of the boat, and kept complaining that Song Jiang was too slow, and threatened that a boat would catch up behind him.

Song Jiang was teased over and over several times, and the anger in his chest was growing. In his heart, he had already stripped the man in black, hung him upside down and whipped him, or let Li Kui chop his hands and stamp his feet one by one. Can't swallow.

While being annoyed, the man in black squatted in front of Song Jiang at some point, throwing an object in his hand: "You are grinning, do you want this thing?"

Song Jiang looked at it by the moonlight, and couldn't help being scared out of his wits: "Isn't this thing in Chao Gai's hands?"

"Of course I got it from Chao Gai." The man in black smiled strangely: "Without this badge, do you think you can go back to the Imperial City Division?"

Song Jiang saw the man in black throwing his waist card back and forth for fun. If he accidentally threw it in the water, where would he go to get it!

When he was in prison in Jiangzhou, the man from Huangcheng Si said clearly: "Recognize the card but not the person, the card depends on the person."

How could I forget about this waist card!

He just escaped from Liangshan, and the Secretary of the Imperial City couldn't go back, so where else could he go?

Thinking of the stakes, Song Jiang had no choice but to laugh and said, "Brother, this object is not for playing with. It's better to return it to Song Jiang. When you find your family, you will be thankful."

"Thank you so much?" The man in black asked with sly eyes, "Do you have any ten thousand pens?"

Song Jiang almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood three feet away when he heard it.

What is the concept of ten thousand consistency?

At the beginning, Ximenqing occupied half a street in Qinghe County, and got a lot of money copied from the Wu family, so he was able to get up and down.

The strong wind can't blow ten thousand blows!

"As long as the brother returns the badge to Song Jiang." Song Jiang gritted his teeth again and again: "[-] guan will be given to the brother!"

"Anyway, when you fall into my hands, I will reward you with another [-] lashes, and you will be beaten into meat sauce!"

Song Jiang thought viciously.

The romantic husband Ximen Qing:

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