Anthology of Gu Long: The Prodigal Son of Border Town

Chapter 24 Hidden Weapon Master (2)
If a person with nothing in his wallet suddenly has 1 taels of silver on him, he will feel light even when he walks.

But Ye Kai's footsteps were even heavier.

Maybe it's just because he's too tired.

Cui Nong is a woman who can easily tire a man.

Now the lights in Cui Nong's room have been turned off, and she must be asleep.To be able to sleep comfortably by her side until dawn, breathing in her sweet fragrance, stroking her smooth back.

Even Ye Kai couldn't refuse this temptation.

He walked over gently and pushed open the door - the door was ajar, she must still be waiting for him.

Starlight leaked in from the window, she covered her head with a quilt, and slept like a sweet sleep.

Ye Kai smiled and gently lifted a corner of the silk quilt.

Suddenly, with a flash of sword light, a sword pierced out of the quilt like a poisonous snake, stabbing at his chest.

In this case, at such a short distance, almost no one can avoid the sword.

But Ye Kai is like a fox that has been hunted down by hunters for a long time, never forgetting to be vigilant anytime and anywhere.

His waist seemed to have snapped and bent backwards suddenly.

The sword light pointed at his chest and stabbed.

His men had jumped out backwards, kicking the wrist holding the sword.

The person who was kicked had also jumped up, without chasing him, the sword flashed around, shielding his face, and rushed towards the window behind him.

Ye Kai didn't chase after him either, but smiled and said, "Yun Zaitian, I've recognized you, there's no use if you leave."

Seeing that the man was about to smash open the window, his figure suddenly stopped and became stiff. After a long time, he turned his head slowly.

Sure enough, it was cloud in the sky.

The veins in his hand holding the sword were bulging, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Ye Kai said: "It turns out that the person you came to look for was neither Fu Hongxue nor Xiao Bieli, but Cui Nong who you came to look for."

Yun Zaitian said coldly: "Can I come and find her?"

Ye Kai said: "Of course."

He smiled, and continued: "It's a very legitimate thing for a man like you to come to a woman like her, but I don't know why you keep it from me?"

Yun Zaitian's eyes flickered, and he suddenly smiled and said, "I'm afraid you'll be jealous."

Ye Kai laughed and said, "It should be you who are jealous, not me."

Yun Zaitian pondered, then suddenly asked: "Where is her person?"

Ye Kai said: "This is what I was going to ask you."

Yun Zaitian said: "Didn't you see her?"

Ye Kai said: "When I left, she was still here."

Yun Zaitian's expression changed, and he said, "But when I came, she was gone."

Ye Kai frowned and said, "Maybe she's going to find another man..."

Yun Zaitian interrupted him, saying: "She never looks for a man, there are enough men who come to her."

Ye Kai smiled again, and said: "You don't understand this, the man who came to find her is of course different from the man she is going to find."

Yun Zaitian's face darkened, and he said, "Who do you think she will go to?"

Ye Kai said: "How many men are worth finding in this place?"

Yun Zaitian's expression changed again, and he suddenly turned around and rushed out.

This time Ye Kai didn't stop him, because he had discovered a few things he wanted to know.

He found that Cui Nong was also a very mysterious woman, and must have hidden many secrets.

For a woman like her, if she wants to do this kind of career, there are many places she can go to, so she doesn't need to be buried here.

There must be some very special purpose for her to stay here.

But Yun Zaitian's purpose in coming to find her is obviously different from other men, there must be some kind of ulterior secret between the two of them.

Ye Kai suddenly realized that everyone in this place seemed to have secrets, and of course he himself did.

Now all these secrets seem to be about to be revealed.

Ye Kai sighed, there must be more things to do tomorrow, he decided to sleep first and then talk.

He took off his boots and got into bed.

Then he found her underwear under the quilt. —she took it off.

Since her person has left, how could her underwear stay under the quilt?
Could it be that she left in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to put on her underwear, could it be that she was forced to leave?

Why didn't she struggle and call for help?
Ye Kai decided to wait here until she came back.

But she never came back.

At this time, there was still more than an hour before dawn.

Fu Hongxue was still asleep.

Neither did Ma Fangling.

Xiao Bieli and Ding Qiu are still drinking.In the small building.

Gongsun Duan was also drinking.Downstairs.

Everyone seemed to be waiting, waiting for some mysterious news.

What about Ma Kongqun, Huamantian, Leleshan, and Shen Sanniang?where are they?Are you waiting too?

It was a long night.

Eighteen more people died in Wanmatang that night!

The wind and sand dance, the period before dawn, the wilderness is always very dark and cold.

There was the intermittent sound of horseshoes in the strong wind.

Seven or eight people were sitting staggeringly on their horses, almost drunk.

Fortunately, their horses can still recognize it.

These lonely horsemen have struggled on the backs of wild horses all year round, and their thighs have been worn out. Apart from occasionally coming to town to get drunk, they have almost no other pleasure.

I don't know who is whispering vaguely?

"It won't be my turn to be on duty tomorrow. I should have slept with a flirtatious girl tonight."

"Who told you that your pocket is not up to par, and how much money you have has been poured into yellow soup."

"Next time I pay, I must remember to keep a few."

"I think you'd better find a cow and make do with it. No woman can stand you anyway."

So everyone laughed.

They laughed wildly and presumptuously, and who could hear the bitter blood and tears in their laughter.

No money, no women, no home.

Even if they suddenly fell down in this dark wilderness, no one would shed tears for them.

What kind of life is this?What kind of life?
A man suddenly clamped the horse's butt, beat the horse hard, and rushed forward, roaring loudly.Others were laughing.

"Little Heizi seems to be going crazy."

"He hasn't touched a woman for at least seven or eight months, and the last time he looked for was an old clapper who was five or sixty years old."

"If a woman like Cui Nong can sleep with me all night, I will be willing to die."

"I'd rather have the third aunt, but that girl's whole body is so tender that she can wring out water."

Suddenly, there was a scream.

The "Little Heizi" who had just rushed into the darkness suddenly fell from his horse with a miserable cry.

Fall at one's feet.

A person suddenly appeared from the darkness like a ghost, holding a saber in his hand!

The hot wine immediately turned into cold sweat.

"Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?"

The man laughed: "You can't even tell who I am?"

The two people in the front finally saw him clearly, and then heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile:
"It turned out to be..."

As soon as his voice came out, the saber was already slashing down on his face.

Blood spattered before his eyes, black in the night.

He fell down slowly, his eyes were still fixed on this person, full of fear and disbelief.

He couldn't even figure out how this person could do such a thing to him!
The horse neighed in alarm, and the crowd cried out in mourning.

Some people turned around and hit their horses, trying to escape, but this person suddenly caught up like a ghost.

The light of the knife flashed, and immediately a person fell from his horse.

Someone else screamed mournfully: "Why? What are you doing this for?"

"It's not my fault, it's just why you entered Wanmatang!"

The sky and the earth are chilling, flames are dancing in the strong wind, and the sky lanterns in the distance have gradually dimmed.

The two were curled up by the fire, staring blankly at the iron pot on the fire with tired eyes.

The water in the pot has boiled, and wisps of heat are scattered by the wind.

A man slowly put two pieces of dry and hard horse meat into the pot, and suddenly smiled, with a kind of ridicule like a needle in his smile.

"I grew up in the south of the Yangtze River. When I was a child, I always wanted to taste what horse meat was like, and now I finally tasted it."

He gritted his teeth: "If you want me to eat horse meat in my next life, I'd rather stay in the eighteen hells."

The other person ignored him and was slowly putting a hand into his trouser pocket.

When the hand was stretched out, the palm was already full of blood.

"What? It's worn out again. Who made your meat grow so tender? You couldn't bear it the first day, and you'll still have it tomorrow."

In fact, who can really bear it, running non-stop for six hours a day.It was okay at the beginning, but by the fifth hour, the saddle seemed to be covered with sharp needles.

Seeing the blood on his hands, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Leleshan, you son of a bitch, where the hell have you been hiding, and we want us to look for you like this."

"I hear the man is a drunkard, and may have broken his neck from a horse."

From the nearby tent, the sound of seven or eight people snoring at the same time was heard, and the water in the pot boiled again.

I don't know if the horse meat is overcooked?

The older one just picked up a dead branch and wanted to stir the meat in the pot.

At this moment, a person galloped towards him suddenly in the darkness.

The two grabbed the hilt of the knife at the same time, stood up abruptly, and asked sharply, "Who is here?"

"it's me."

The voice seemed familiar.

With blood-stained hands, the young man picked up a burning dead branch and lifted it up.

The firelight illuminated the horseman's face.

The two immediately laughed at the same time, and said with a smile: "It's so late, why haven't you rested yet, old man?"

"I have something to do with you."

"what's up?"

There was no answer, and suddenly there was a flash of a knife, and a person's head fell to the ground.

The young man opened his mouth wide, and even the exclamation was so startled that it was stuck in his throat.

Why did this man do this to them?He couldn't even figure it out.

The snoring in the tent continued.

It is difficult for people who have worked hard for a day to wake up.

The first person to wake up was the most painful, because he heard the sound of a horse stepping on the mud, and saw the rain of blood falling from the air.

Just as he was about to cry out, the blade had already slashed at his throat.

It was still half an hour before dawn.

Ye Kai lay on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Fu Hongxue took a basin of cold water from the kitchen behind and was washing his face.

Gongsun Duan was already very drunk, he staggered out the door and jumped onto his horse.

The lights upstairs were also turned off.

Now Ma Fangling was the only one left, waiting with her eyes wide open.

What about Ma Kongqun, Yun Zaitian, Hua Mantian, Le Leshan, and Shen Sanniang?
Where were they when the blood began to spill on the moor?
Where is Cui Nong?

Ma Fangling's hand tightly grasped the quilt, and her body was still dripping with cold sweat.

She seemed to hear a terrible cry from a distance just now, if it was normal, she might go out to see what happened.

But now she has seen so many terrible things that she no longer dares to look, can't bear to look any more.

The room was so stuffy, but she didn't even dare to open the window.

This is an independent house, built solidly and spaciously, except for the two elderly mothers, only their father and daughter, Gongsun Duan and Shen Sanniang live here.

Maybe it was because Ma Kongqun only trusted them.

Now the little tiger is of course asleep, and the old woman is half-deaf and half-blind, and when she is awake, it is almost as if she is asleep.

Now she is the only one left in the house.

Being alone is a fear in itself.

Not to mention the darkness, the deathly silent darkness, the ghostly avenger in the darkness.

Ma Fangling bit her lip and sat up.

The wind blew the newly replaced window paper, and a figure suddenly appeared on the window.

A long and thin figure, definitely not her father, and definitely not Gongsun Duan.

Ma Fangling only felt that her stomach was shrinking and stiff, and even her stomach seemed to be stiff.

A sword hung on the chair by the bed.

The figure on the window didn't move, it seemed to be listening to the movement in the house, waiting for an opportunity to break in.

Ma Fangling bit her lip hard, stretched out her hand, gently and slowly pulled out the sword on the bedside, and clenched it tightly.

The figures on the window started to move, as if they wanted to pry open the window, the cold sweat on Ma Fangling's palm had soaked the purple silk wrapped around the hilt of the sword.

She barely controlled herself, not letting her hands tremble, and then slowly raised her strength in her palm.

She was about to jump up from here and stab her with a sword.

The room was very dark, and she was ready to move, she just hoped that no one outside the window saw her move.

But before she stabbed out with the sword, the figure on the window suddenly disappeared.

Then, she heard the sound of hooves in the wind.

The people outside the window must have noticed that someone had come back before they were startled away.

"Finally someone has returned."

Ma Fangling fell on the bed, her whole body seemed to collapse from collapse.For the first time, she learned what real fear was like.

What about the people outside the window?
When she mustered up her strength again and wanted to open the window to have a look, the sound of horseshoes was already outside the window.

She heard her father's stern voice ordering: "Shut up, follow me!"

Ma Kongqun did not come back alone!
Who came back with him?
Only one horse came back, how could Ma Kongqun share a ride with others?
She was feeling surprised when suddenly she heard a soft moan from a woman, and then their footsteps were already on the stairs.

How could Ma Kongqun bring a woman back?

She knew that this woman would definitely not be Third Aunt, that moan sounded charming and young.

She just sat up and lay down quietly again.

She is very considerate of her father.

The more nervous a man is, the more he needs a woman, and the older a man is, the more he needs a young woman.

After all, the third aunt is getting old.

Ma Fangling suddenly felt that she was very pitiful. A man can go out and bring a woman back at any time, but it is unforgivable if a woman is not in the house in the middle of the night.

The window paper seems to have gradually turned white.

What about that person just now?

Of course he won't really disappear suddenly like a ghost, he must still be hiding in some mysterious corner of this place, waiting to use his cold hands to strangle someone by the throat.

"His first object may be me."

Ma Fangling suddenly felt fear again, but fortunately her father had already returned by this time, and it was almost dawn.

After hesitating, she finally clenched her sword and walked out barefoot - if she couldn't find that person, she couldn't sit still.

The lights in the hallway were off, it was dark and quiet.

She walked barefoot on the cold floor, only hoping to find that person, but she was afraid that that person would appear suddenly.

Right here, she suddenly heard the sound of pouring water.

The voice actually came from the third aunt's room.

Is the third aunt already back?Or is that person hiding in her room?

Ma Fangling felt that her heart was beating like it might jump out of her throat at any moment.

She gritted her teeth hard and walked over gently and slowly. Suddenly, the floor creaked.

She herself almost jumped up in fright, and then found that the door of the third aunt's room was a little open.

A pair of bright eyes were looking at her from behind the door, they were the eyes of Third Aunt.

Only then did Ma Fangling let out a long breath, and said quietly: "Thank God, you are finally back."

(End of this chapter)