Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow

Now, more than half of the winter season has passed.

It won't be long before the weather gets warmer, and the county's government officials will cleverly set up a name to go to various villages to supervise the spring hunting ban.

Once the hunting ban begins, you are not allowed to go up the mountain.

So before the hunting ban started, the villagers who were hunters went up to the mountains to hunt with all their strength.

So this time, Shen Qing's cart carried more than twice as many mountain goods as last time.

In the winter morning, the sun penetrates the mist and slowly illuminates the endless green mountains.

The snow-covered mountains gradually reveal mottled green under the caress of the morning light.

The golden light shone on the faces of Shen Qing and others, making them feel warm and comfortable.

Seeing Shen Xiaohu and Tian Xiaohu taking a nap and having nothing to do, Shen Qing checked the items on his body.

A bow, fifteen arrows, a bag of poison powder, and a dagger, four items in total.

At the moment, he is most familiar with bows and arrows, but although bows and arrows are very useful to him, they can only be used against opponents at long distances.

Once you fight with the opponent at close range, the effect will be greatly reduced.

And for people with perfect Qi and blood, ordinary bows and arrows are not useful.

After all, the power of an arrow depends entirely on the bow.

The elm bow is good, but its power is limited. At most, it can only have the power of two stones, which is about a hundred kilograms.

The bow in his hand has been used for a long time, and the power of the bow has weakened, and he may not be able to reach two stones.

"After my qi and blood are perfect, I can mobilize my qi and blood to increase the toughness of my muscles. This kind of bow can no longer shoot through me. If I go to kill Lao Bazi, bows and arrows are not the best choice."

"So the best way is to use poison and assassination."

Shen Qing sat on the cart, listening to the chirping of birds in the surrounding mountains and forests, thinking secretly in his mind.

It is fifty or sixty miles from Hongshanzhai to Taiping County. After the snow melts, the mountain road is muddy and difficult to walk.

It took Shen Qing nearly half an hour to get halfway through the journey.

At this time, the number of carriages on the road gradually increased.

If you look carefully, you can see that large and small cars are carrying more or less mountain goods heading to the county town.

There was also a car full of boys and girls. Some of them had red eyes, obviously they had just cried.

If Shen Qing guessed correctly, this should be a dental shop specializing in population business.

Every winter, there are always many families who can no longer survive and are reduced to selling their children and daughters.

They want to sell these children to wealthy families.

His sister-in-law sold it in the same way back then.

After a while, two horses suddenly rushed forward.

Shen Qing hurriedly drove the cart aside and looked intently.

The two horses rushing forward had shiny coats and were fat and strong. They looked like good horses at first glance, and the two people on the horses were not ordinary people either.

They were dressed in iron armor, sitting upright on two horses, with sharp swords hanging from their waists. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and they carried an awe-inspiring aura that should not be underestimated.

He's an official from the county government's military department!

With a clear crack of the whip, the horse's hooves flew, and two strong winds passed by them with extremely fast speed.

Shen Qing and others couldn't help but stare at the two figures until they completely disappeared from sight.

After the two officials left, Shen Qing gradually heard the comments from people around him.

"I heard that traces of Huang Tianjiao's bandits were found outside the county town, and many people from the Weiwu Division were sent to search everywhere."

"There are also people from the Huangtian Sect in Taiping County?"

"It's hard to say. Recently, the Huangtian Sect has attacked Jinzhou. The imperial court's several expeditions have yielded no results. Instead, more and more bandits have been suppressed, and the Huangtian Sect has become more and more powerful. If this continues, it won't be long before it affects the county."

"Taiping County is an important city outside the county. It has a dangerous geographical location. Once Huang Tianjiao wants to attack the county, Taiping County will probably bear the brunt. The Weiwu Division at the county government has shown signs of expanding its recruitment and has already recruited many martial arts officers. ”

"Then let me tell my fellow disciples not to get involved with Wei Wusi. Huang Tianjiao is not easy to mess with."

The surrounding discussions gradually faded away until they were all inaudible.

Shen Qing, who was sitting on the trolley, gradually became silent.

He couldn't understand anything about Huang Tianjiao, Jinzhou, or the imperial court.

All he knew was that there seemed to be chaos again.

What a world-shattering thing!

"drive!"

Shen Qing raised his whip and drove the horse into a trot.

Half an hour later.

Shen Qing and the others rushed to the outer city of Taiping County.

"We're about to enter the shanty town, so keep your spirits up and keep an eye on the goods. I'm going to relieve my stomach, and you guys wait for me here."

Shen Qing jumped off the cart, threw the reins to Tian Xiaohu, and walked towards the bushes on the side.

Tian Xiaohu asked strangely: "Why does your eldest brother carry a bow and arrow when he poops?"

"I don't know, maybe it's for self-defense. It's a mess here."

"It makes sense." Tian Xiaohu nodded, but he always felt that something was wrong.

…

Shantytown.

In a small room that can only accommodate a bed.

Lao Bazi's chest was wrapped in white gauze, lying on the bed, his face a little pale.

Xiaoliu held a piece of black plaster beside him and said: "Boss, sit up, I'll change the medicine with you."

The fat on the old man's body shook. Hearing this, he sat up and slapped the bed board and said fiercely: "I didn't expect that stinky pock, so shameless, to find a helper to make us suffer such a big loss. Wait until I recover from my injury." Yes, I will kill him."

"Fuck, be gentle." The old man kicked Xiaoliu.

The latter immediately got up, put on a smile and changed the dressing.

"Wait a minute." The old man suddenly pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and asked: "Do you feel something is wrong?"

Xiaoliu was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"Where are the brothers I arranged outside? Why is there no sound at all? Go and see."

"Oh." Xiaoliu put down the work in his hands and ran out quickly.

After a long while, Xiaoliu did not respond.

"Xiaoliu, Xiaoliu." The old man shouted twice, but no one answered.

He instantly had a bad premonition, pulled out a shiny long knife from under the bed, put it behind his back, walked over carefully, and then poked the door open with the knife.

There was no one outside the door.

The old man took two steps and saw some blood on the ground. He looked in that direction and was immediately shocked.

His men were all piled up like corpses.

The old man turned around and wanted to run, but suddenly his eyes were covered by a ball of white ash.

"Ah!"

The old man screamed miserably, waving the long knife in his hand randomly, hitting around, and then stumbled and broke the door open and rushed into the house.

Just when he thought he was safe.

A shadow slowly appeared behind him, holding a dagger and stabbed at him fiercely.

With a sound of puff.

The dagger entered the flesh.

The old man screamed in pain, turned around and swung the knife.

Bang!

In a hurry, Shen Qing lowered his body and punched.

The old man sensed it, took the punch hard, and responded with a punch.

Bang bang bang.

All the furniture in the room was smashed to pieces under the punches of the two men.

"Zhuang Gong! Jiu Gong Jin! Are you Wang Mazi?!" The old man came to his senses immediately, his fat body trembling non-stop, and he rushed over excitedly: "I will kill you!"

The room was too small, and the bow and arrow could not be used, and the old man's eyes were blinded, so he just hit him randomly.

Shen Qing simply did not fight him head-on, but quietly went behind the old man.

He picked up the broken wooden sticks on the ground and hit him directly with a club.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the old man felt dizzy.

Just at this time, the poison on the poison powder had gradually taken effect.

The old man began to stand unsteadily and staggered.

Seeing the opportunity, Shen Qing directly stabbed the old man with a dagger, turning him into a bloody man.

The old man was unwilling to give up, and his blood and qi surged up, and he roared: "Wang Mazi, you will not die well!!! Ba Ye will not let you go!"

The voice was so loud that it spread far away.

Shen Qing didn't waste time talking to him. He used his Qi and blood to cut the old man's throat with a knife, killing him completely.

After putting away the dagger, he rummaged around the room and found some silver and put it in his pocket.

Then he crouched down and got out of the window at the back, walked away quickly, and disappeared into the alley.