A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chen Luo's medicinal wine is very famous in the Shen family.

His medicinal wine was a recipe passed down from his ancestors, but the wine at that time was not strong enough, so he had to drink it after brewing for a long time, and the medicinal properties were not fully exerted.

The Shen family has strong wine, which is as strong as fire.

This high-altitude wine is a good material for making medicinal wine. After several years of thinking, Chen Luo updated the formula, and the medicinal wine produced is very effective.

Zhuang Laoshi had some unspeakable secrets in the past, and it was difficult to regain his glory. It was only after drinking Chen Luo's medicinal wine that he became a man again.

So Zhuang Laoshi was very kind to him: "Lang Jun's waist is here, I want to try your medicinal wine."

"real?"

Chen Luo almost burst into tears.

He often tinkered with medicinal wine at home, and the things inside were shocking to people. As for the use, Zhuang Laoshi has tried it so far, and only uses one medicinal wine.

Zhuang Laoshi patted him on the shoulder and said happily: "I know you are capable and no one can stop your ability. Go ahead and let Mr. Lang see your medicinal wine."

Chen Luo felt that he was a good doctor, but he had no chance to enter the palace.

Now that he came to the Shen family, he also wanted to show off his medical skills. If Lang Jun valued him, he might have a second career in the future...

If you have a part-time job, you will get more remuneration, and then you and Ermei will sleep and fly together...

hey-hey!

Suck!

Thinking of Ermei, Chen Luo felt inexplicably happy.

He rushed into his house and opened several boxes.

"Where's the bottle of bruises?"

The light in the room was dim, and some dust was floating on the box.

Chen Luo's eyes wandered between the two boxes, then he suddenly turned around and punched out.

The fist stopped midway because he saw Guoguo.

Guoguo didn't look at the fist above her head at all. Instead, her eyes widened and she exclaimed: "What is it? What is that?"

Those small jars have been opened, and something can be seen from above...

A thick green snake poked its head out of the jar. Although it was completely lifeless, its cold eyes were still scary.

Aunt Chen took a look behind her, then pulled Guoguo out.

"I want to see, I want to see!"

Guoguo struggled hard, but Aunt Chen didn't give her a chance. She picked her up and ran away after going out.

Chen Luo was stunned and muttered: "They are all good things!"

He found the jar of medicinal wine that had been broken, and then sent it to the backyard.

"paint on!"

So Yang Zhuoxue suffered and rubbed Shen An's waist with her hands dipped in medicinal wine.

"...It's just...it's just that the training was a bit harsh...oh oh..."

"There are more than three hundred people, we must all train well..."

"..."

"Guardian, how many people can you kill with one knife?"

Yang Zhuoxue's question made Shen An forget about the pain in his waist and couldn't help but froze.

How many people can be killed with one knife...?

Being able to kill a person with one sword is considered a great martial skill.

Don't look at those people's bragging. In a real battle, it is not easy to kill the enemy.

For example, if you chop with a knife, unless you are decapitating your opponent, you have to be prepared for the opponent to violently counterattack.

Shen An remembered the time when he charged into battle in Fuzhou. A Xixia man was stabbed in the abdomen, and his colorful intestines flowed out. He still hacked two Song soldiers to death.

Don't underestimate your opponent!

This is the first admonition to enter the frontier army.

The so-called frontier army refers to the army with actual combat opportunities. At present, it only counts on the Linfu Road side.

Shen An wanted to say he didn't know, but out of a man's pride, he still boasted: "That... my husband can kill an enemy soldier with one knife."

He felt that he was bragging a little too much.

But Yang Zhuoxue said disappointedly: "Just one person?"

A picture instantly appeared in her mind: Shen An was holding a knife, and the enemy soldier opposite was as tall as two Shen Ans. The width... is as wide as five Shen'an, the roar is like thunder, and it can kill hundreds of Song soldiers with one strike...

Shen An shouted loudly and cut his opponent in half with one strike, drawing a lot of blood.

Yes, tall people have more blood, and that's what it means to have a river of blood.

"Lang Jun, Wen Xiaozhong is back."

Um?

Shen An just wanted to tease his wife, but his eyes turned cold when he heard this, and asked: "What is he here for? To receive a reward? Yes, the reward for catching Chen Zhong was not given to him last time. Let him be honest."

"Lang Jun, he was carried back..."

"What?"

…

Wen Xiaozhong has fallen into a deep coma.

He hadn't had time to evacuate his house in the front yard, so everything was there.

Shen An went in and took a look, only to see that he was wearing a pair of calf-nose pants, and there were ointments on his body and legs.

The doctor was treating his wounds, and when he saw Shen An coming in, he said, "This guy is really lucky to be able to come back alive. And if some of the wounds were deeper, he might have died."

"This is a skill!"

Zhe Katsuyuki said: "Judging from the knife edge, he was besieged by many people at the time, and then broke out... Finally, he grabbed a horse and escaped back, but fell off the horse outside the city."

A big man outside the door said happily: "Zi Zhao, the villain recognized him, so he carried him back."

Shen An smiled and handed over his hands: "Thank you very much, be honest, give this brother some hard-earned money."

The big man didn't expect Shen An to be so humble, and said happily: "He treats the imperial edict well, so when the little man saw him falling off his horse, he thought of sending him here..."

Zhuang Laoshi took the big man to get the money. Shen An lowered his eyes and whispered: "Check this person."

Chen Luo nodded slightly and then left Shen's house.

Later the news came.

"Lang Jun, that man is a rogue."

It's okay to be naughty, but Shen An is afraid that this is a trap.

Zhe Kexing left the city for a trip, and when he came back he looked solemn.

"Just over a mile away from Shenjiazhuang, you can see some traces of horse hoofs and blood stains, but there are no corpses. Judging from the horse hoof prints, five people surrounded and killed Wen Xiaozhong."

"When cavalry kills infantry, one person can be as good as five. If five cavalry surround and kill one infantry, it's almost easy to catch them. It's so easy..."

Shen An was thinking about the information hidden in it.

Zhe Kexing was also somewhat impressed: "After Wen Xiaozhong went to Xiongzhou once, he gained experience in killing enemies in battle, otherwise he would definitely die today."

Those who have fought on the battlefield are naturally stronger.

At this moment, a Fuzhou soldier who had killed people could kill two of the most elite Imperial Guards.

Why?

Because those forbidden troops have never experienced battle formations.

No matter how well you practice on a daily basis, it is useless. It is not as meaningful as going into battle to kill an enemy.

Shen An said solemnly: "Wait until he wakes up and ask questions."

Wen Xiaozhong didn't wake up until the next day.

He opened his eyes and looked at the familiar roof with something strange.

Why am I back?

He felt that yesterday's fight was a dream, so he moved.

Suddenly, severe pain came from all the wounds, making him groan miserably.

"Are you awake?"

The door was pushed open and Chen Luo walked in.

"Mr. Lang wants to ask you something."

"good."

When Shen An arrived, all he saw was a confused Wen Xiaozhong.

"The villain is an orphan... He was adopted by that person since he was a child, and he practices killing skills every day..."

"Kill who?"

Shen An thought this was both interesting and boring.

Under the stranglehold of the army, any killer is nonsense.

"Kill the bandits."

Wen Xiaozhong smiled bitterly and said, "Just practice with bandits."

"That's not bad. If you use ordinary people to practice, it would be crazy."

"They had killed ordinary people before... but then they felt that ordinary people would not resist and it was not interesting. When they came to villains, they changed to killing thieves."

Shen An's eyes became colder: "How many people?"

"There are more than a hundred orphans like the villain. There are also more than ten people who are commanders... and finally there is a man named..."

"Wen Fifty-Two. Everyone calls him Mr. Wen."

"fifty two?"

Shen An felt that the name was vulgar and simple and should not be the name of an organization leader.

Wen Xiaozhong said: "Yes. It seems to be some kind of death anniversary..."

Shen An's eyes narrowed and he ordered: "Be honest."

Mr. Zhuang responded from outside: "Lang Jun, the villain is here!"

"Go and check... By the way, how old does Wen Wuji look like?"

"Appearing to be in his thirties."

Shen An said: "Check this period eighty years ago to find out who died. We need a big shot."

For people who have the financial resources and perseverance to do this kind of thing, the reasons behind it must not be simple. And the so-called death anniversary must be the death anniversary of some important person.

Zhuang Lao agreed, and Shen An stood up and said, "You're in good health, I'll talk later if you have anything to say."

There was sadness in Wen Xiaozhong's eyes: "Lang Jun, I came here sincerely. I don't remember having a home and no place to go. I took Chen Zhong last time... I admitted that I wanted to borrow Lang's money that time." You came to avoid their search...but later..."

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes: "Later, Lang Jun did not avoid the villain when doing anything, and the villain was very impressed..."

He looked at the void and murmured: "The villain remembers that day last month clearly. That morning, the villain was sitting on the steps in a daze thinking about what happened back then. The little lady came... "

His eyes were brighter and he was in much better spirits. "The little lady asked the villain if he was crying. The villain said no, so the lady said she cried because she missed her daddy at night..."

Shen An's eyes became softer.

"The little lady was worried that the little man would cry, so she gave this..."

He stretched out his hand with difficulty and felt something under his neck. Shen An couldn't help but be startled when he saw it, and then he had murderous intent.

This is a small white jade Guanyin statue, which Shen An gave to his sister for protection.

Guo Guo actually gave it to him?

This sister is more generous and more compassionate. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

Shen An said indifferently: "Property."

You have to know how to measure, otherwise I will kill you.

Wen Xiaozhong said: "Yes, the villain knows. The little lady is a fairy in the sky, and the villain will protect her..."

This is a killer who has never felt family affection.

Then Guoguo's unintentional overflow of sympathy touched her heart, and her lonely ghost-like heart was warmed.

Shen An nodded slightly and asked, "Do you know where those people are hiding?"

Wen Xiaozhong shook his head and said, "Based on Mr. Wen's thoughts, they must have moved away now."

Shen An's eyes were slightly cold: "How dare you come to Shen's house to ask for wildfire, it's funny."

"Thank you, sir."

When Wen Xiaozhong heard this, he knew that Shen An had accepted him, so he struggled to get up and salute.