Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 227, what are you afraid of?

In an ordinary farmyard in Liujiazhuang, several people were sitting under a tree drinking tea, not caring about the cold weather at all.A man dressed as a farmer entered the yard and reported to the leader.

"Master Hubao, people from the Beggar Gang have written back."

The man known as Lord Hubao is tall and strong, about 50 years old, the hair on the top of his head is starting to thin out, and he has a thick beard.His face is a bit old, but his eyes are bright.

Fortress Hu said, "Please come in."

The five or six people next to Fortress Hu also stood up.Except for the second castle master, these people are all from the rivers and lakes with big arms and round waists.

After the disciples of the beggar gang came in, they conveyed He Yuan's promise to meet tomorrow to everyone.Lord Hubao sent the messenger away, and preparations began here.

Because the people who heard back said that the other party was amazing.Fortress Hu cautiously ordered not to drink alcohol today, to rest at ease, and only to meet tomorrow.

On the official road in the south of Jingzhao Prefecture, a team of chariots and horses came.There are three carriages in total, one with a car and the other two with cargo.There are several servants and guards on horseback guarding the left and right.The truck bears the banner of Liu Ji Warehouse. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary caravan.

Early in the morning, as soon as the gate of Fucheng was opened, Master Yang led a group of his men to continue pretending to be merchants, and quietly left Jingzhao Mansion.

As the convoy got farther and farther away from Fucheng, some eyeliners who followed them faintly disappeared.In the end, Mr. Wen from the Lianggong Institute waited here driving an ox cart.

Seeing Master Yang's chariot and horses approaching from a distance, the old man bowed his hands to Master Yang, and drove the ox cart back.Master Yang opened the curtain and saw the ox cart slowly turning around, but he didn't speak.

At this moment, Mr. Lu broke the horses and approached Mr. Yang's carriage. He asked, "Master Yang, is that Wanyan Lu's man?"

Yang Zhixiao nodded, and said: "Don't talk about these things outside." Then, he put down the car curtain.

He slandered in his heart, if it wasn't for the seriousness of the matter and the need for someone to sit in charge, such a son would not dare to take it out, it would be too easy to do bad things.

After Wanyan Lu's men escorted him for a certain distance, they were responsible for the rest of the distance.

Master Yang has made all preparations, and everyone in the team is not allowed to leave anything suspicious, just in case.He carefully read everyone's words, deeds, and attire.He was still not at ease after reading it, and asked an old follower beside him to read it again. This old servant surnamed Yan had a lot of experience in the world in his early years.He checked everyone and found no flaws, so he started on his way.

After walking for about twenty miles, Master Yang looked at the sky and saw that it was noon.They were not walking fast along the way, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and a grass pavilion could be seen in the distance.

Mr. Lu and that old Yan walked over.

"Master Yang, shall we rest in front for a while and let everyone have something to eat?"

Master Yang was getting older and felt that he needed to rest, so he nodded in agreement.

Everyone went towards the grass pavilion, and when they got to the grass pavilion, they found out after getting out of the car.In the open space behind the grass pavilion, someone is warming up around a bonfire.

The people around the bonfire are people dressed as three poor peasants.One was older, and there were two middle-aged people. Judging from their actions, they seemed to be baking sorghum pancakes.

"Master, do you want to change the place?" Lao Yan asked Master Yang quietly.He didn't notice the danger, and felt that the three farmers didn't look like villains, but he still didn't want to take risks.

Master Yang turned his mind a few times. If he and his party just leave like this, will it really attract the attention of those who care?My group of people were scared away for no reason, wouldn't it mean that there is no silver 300 taels here?It further confirmed the specialness of my group.

He hesitated for a while, confirmed with Lao Yan repeatedly, and after seeing no flaws, he ordered to rest.

They deliberately stayed away from the three farmers.

When the convoy stopped and everyone was about to start a fire and cook, the three farmers stood up together and walked towards Master Yang.

Yang Zhixiao's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that the situation was not right, a servant stood up with two guards and met the three farmers.

"Stop, are you three okay?"

The two middle-aged farmers rushed forward without saying a word, and suddenly punched in front of everyone. The two guards were caught off guard by each punch, and fell to the ground without a sound.

The two farmers knocked down the guards, and then returned to the left and right sides of the old farmer. They stood there expressionless, as if they hadn't moved just now.

The movements of the two farmers were too fast, and the fast Yang Zhixiao and his party had no time to react.

The first servant who went up stepped back trembling.

"Rub———"

While everyone was shocked, many accompanying people drew their weapons.Some people reacted slowly, and ran back to the carriage to take out weapons such as simple knives and whistle sticks.

Master Yang's heart was pounding, and he tried to calm down on the surface, meditating and did not speak.

Old Yan walked over and clasped his fists together, and said politely: "Three heroes, do we have some misunderstanding? This is—"

Before he finished speaking, the old farmer pointed at Master Yang and said calmly, "We're here to find him." Then he raised his voice and said to Master Yang, "We have a few questions to ask, if you don't want to die too If there are many people, or if you don’t want to yell about things, just follow us obediently. We won’t make it difficult for you.”

"Insanity!"

Before Master Yang could speak, with a roar, a sword stabbed at the old farmer, and the light of the sword was like a rainbow coming out of Xiuxiu.

At the same time, the two single knives slashed at the two middle-aged farmers respectively.

The sword stabbed extremely fast, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the old farmer's throat.

The old farmer turned his head slightly, avoiding the sharpness of the sword, and before the opponent changed his move, he stretched out his finger and flicked on the spine of the sword.

"when--"

The body of the sword shook after being hit by this blow, and the person holding the sword was affected.However, he reacted very quickly, and with a twist of the sword, he slashed at the old farmer's finger.

"Okay! Let's learn the Cang sword technique along the way."

The old farmer didn't care about the danger brought by the sword, and praised the swordsman loudly.

The old farmer poked at the wrist holding the sword with one finger, and slapped Mr. Lu who was holding the sword with his palm.

Although this son was young, he was nimble. He retreated to dodge the attack, raised his sword, and deflected the old farmer's palm.

Every time she took out the sword, her body changed very quickly with the sword, and she used the sword in her hand to point and stab more, constantly testing the opponent's flaws.

The old farmer was not in a hurry, and whenever the sword was approaching, he could always use one or two clumsy moves to force Master Lu to withdraw the sword to protect himself.During the fight, the internal force in his palm gradually increased, forcing Mr. Lu to retreat again and again.

The two fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, and Mr. Lu had already lost the wind.The old farmer flicked the second and second fingers of his right hand on Master Lu's sword again.

"Dangling——" Mr. Lu couldn't hold the weapon any longer, and the sword dropped from his hand and fell to the ground.
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